Never before had I never seen the word euphonious until I read it in Rob Brezsny’s Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia. It is pronounced [ yoo fṓnee əss ]. I looked it up in the dictionary and discovered it meant pretty sounds. "Pretty sounds" rang over my head like the words of a cartoon, floating in a bubble above. I liked this newly learned word and it inspired me to write the following:
What are the pretty sounds that I encounter?
-My nieces and nephews climbing all over me; regaling me with their queries.
-A bird chirping its tunes to my delight.
-The humor of local morning radio hosts Fernando (or should I say Ferrrrr-nan-doh, don’t forget the rolling R’s) and Greg the Gay Sportscaster and my laughter that ensues.
-Bells, bells, bells…The wonderful healing energy that comes from church bells, clock tower bells, bells rung by my various yoga instructors. I love them all!
-The sounds of passion between 2 people that care about each other.
-A child’s laugh.
-Any music my friend DK comes up with: Jazz, Latin, Music from the 40’s, techno…the man has great taste!
-The daylight sound of busy-ness in the streets of San Francisco.
-The night-time sound of quiet in San Francisco.
-The wind rushing through the leaves of a tree.
-The sounds of water: raindrops dropping onto the sidewalk; fountains recycling its water; waterfalls splashing into larger bodies of water.
-Christmas music during the month of December.
-Hearing the words of wisdom being passed onto me from my yoga instructors.
-The voices of Maya Angelou, James Earl Jones and Dr. Wayne Dyer captivate me to listen to their every word.
What are the pretty sounds that I encounter?
-My nieces and nephews climbing all over me; regaling me with their queries.
-A bird chirping its tunes to my delight.
-The humor of local morning radio hosts Fernando (or should I say Ferrrrr-nan-doh, don’t forget the rolling R’s) and Greg the Gay Sportscaster and my laughter that ensues.
-Bells, bells, bells…The wonderful healing energy that comes from church bells, clock tower bells, bells rung by my various yoga instructors. I love them all!
-The sounds of passion between 2 people that care about each other.
-A child’s laugh.
-Any music my friend DK comes up with: Jazz, Latin, Music from the 40’s, techno…the man has great taste!
-The daylight sound of busy-ness in the streets of San Francisco.
-The night-time sound of quiet in San Francisco.
-The wind rushing through the leaves of a tree.
-The sounds of water: raindrops dropping onto the sidewalk; fountains recycling its water; waterfalls splashing into larger bodies of water.
-Christmas music during the month of December.
-Hearing the words of wisdom being passed onto me from my yoga instructors.
-The voices of Maya Angelou, James Earl Jones and Dr. Wayne Dyer captivate me to listen to their every word.
-The singing voices of Luciano Pavarotti, Barbara Streisand and Christina Aguillera.
-The various sounds street performers make.
-The early morning sound of pre-dawn quietness mixed with the intermittent moans from the foghorn 40 odd blocks away.
These are a few of the sounds I find pretty. What does euphonious mean to you?
Thank you Rob Brezsny for your inspiration!
Click on the link, if you are interested in finding out more about Pronoia
and how the whole world is conspiring to shower you with blessings!
Thank you for reading and Namaste! (The Light in me recognizes the Light in you!)
-The various sounds street performers make.
-The early morning sound of pre-dawn quietness mixed with the intermittent moans from the foghorn 40 odd blocks away.
These are a few of the sounds I find pretty. What does euphonious mean to you?
Thank you Rob Brezsny for your inspiration!
Click on the link, if you are interested in finding out more about Pronoia
and how the whole world is conspiring to shower you with blessings!Thank you for reading and Namaste! (The Light in me recognizes the Light in you!)
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