Track 08 – The Child

Ananga’s Notes On The Child  

Last and, buy no means list, on the running order and in my notes.

If you listen carefully you can hear some Silvia backing vocals on this track J

Flute again with supporting synths – the giggle at the beginning is courtesy of my little daughter – she 5 and still very ticklish so I grabbed the microphone in one hand and her in the other to capture her laugh for the opening bars.

Silvia’s Notes On The Child

I believe that The Child is the totality re-born.

Re-born is actually a very good word because once, it was already and many of us remember the state of being when you are indeed, the world, and there is no distinction between you and all-there-is.

So this evocation speaks to two children.

The child that once was, and the child that is to come – your true self, your totality re-born and emerging at last, as it should have been all along.

When the child is born, it has no history.

It has no past and it has nothing to prove, nothing to forgive, nothing to erase and nothing to do to or for anyone at all – it is in its very presence and coming that the gift lies.

That is all.

Track 08 – The Child

Blessed upon by the very stars in heaven,

in silent reverie and once upon a time

a child came into being

This child was precious beyond prize

and beloved, yes it was,

and of those who waited to

receive this gift

into their holy care

there were a few

who felt that they

did not deserve

this honour,

that they did not

consider

themselves to be

allowed to be here.

And yet they were

and the child it came to them

it came willing

and with grace,

to give its all

to give its self

to them, to us.

A great celebration

ensued in return

but it was a silent

celebration that sang

not with noise or

the banging of the drums

for there are times

when all of that fades

and a different

kind of music

is required.

A different kind of music

that is never heard but

known and felt.

A different kind of music

not with notes you study

scales you practice day on day 

but a music that is singing

sweetly as the essence of itself

tones so pure and right

This was the greeting

and the moment of arrival,

when the child had come

to give the waiting ones

just what they needed,

what they dreamed of

what they wanted,

and they stood in holiness

and deepest awe

becoming whole

the gift of gifts,

at last.