Oh well, it has begun! Documenting the journey as I start one of the most fascinating adventures of my life. I’m literally in tears as I type this as I get really emotional.
It's pretty much about finding my voice. Following my heart. My intuition. And tapping into the joy of being in my full potential.
I know many of you are struggling with finding your own voice on the Social Media platforms. As a business, as a brand, what is right to say, what is ok or not ok to communicate and how, and what does even your brand voice sound like.
I guess it all comes back to what you stand for. And what makes your heart tick. As a business. And as the person behind your business.
So hence me sharing this story. I feel it might inspire you to show up for yourself and find your own voice, too. Whether it is for your business, or something deeply personal.
Whatever that means for you.
I hope you find it. And hope you enjoy it, as much as I am enjoying finding this new voice of mine, through, crazy as it sounds, exploring how to play a handpan! :)
Join me for the journey, or tune in to my brand new podcast!
You can now listen to this story on my podcast, too. :)
I've been drawn to these magical instruments for several years now.
I have no idea where I heard them first, but I remember our vacation in Croatia as we visited the top of Rovinj... and under the walls of the church was this guy, playing, somewhere here...
The setting, the breeze of the sea, the sunshine, and that music. It was so beautiful.
Some more encounters happened since, and the tones, the music, the settings always touched me somewhere very deep.
Then, some weeks ago, I had this moment. I felt like I needed to listen to it. I needed to hear this music. So I googled.
I wasn’t even sure how they were called. Imagine I googled drums and went for the pictures to find out they are called handpan. The Hang.
Then things started happening really quick. I decided I want to learn how to play on a handpan.
This was the song that inspired me - Hang Massive's Once Again.
I had this very deep intuitive feeling that I have a voice inside of me, that is there, it’s mine, but it doesn’t know or is not able to come out in any way, at least not with or through my own voice, or any of the tools I know of.
My intuition told me that the handpan will make it come to life. Even more, it will shine and bring a lot of joy to the surface.
I thought it was crazy, but I decided to follow the voice in me.
So I reached out to my lovely drummer friend, Kimberley, to ask if she knew anyone local who could teach me. She got me in touch with Chewy who introduced me to this beautiful instrument and helped me get started and helped me find my sound, my scale.
And, he introduced me to Tim who makes the handpans and I just ordered my handpan that very day.
It’s on the way! Only some weeks to go.
And the best! I reconnected with Roger, who I heard play the handpan last year at my friend Romana's beautiful dance performance, and it just blew me away...
I captured a bit of it, the mood and the feel still comes through...
So, I realised Roger might be able to teach me locally.
Funnily I photographed Roger at the Nelson Fringe Festival when we moved to Nelson and I was volunteering. Here is Trish and me on the job before the show, and my favourite pic I snapped of Roger in action!
I reached out. As you see, this story has been in the making for some years already...
And here I am, happy and joyful as, after my first lesson ever.
Let the magic begin.
I feel we all have a voice.
May we all find it.
Hi, I'm Bea!