Tibetan Bowls Morning Love


I was thinking about Kuan Yi and a necklace of bells, of waking to the sound of Tibetan bowls singing and the chanting of sutras to the dawn. So I did my own, in my raw untrained manner, which probably only I will like but that’s cool. The high notes often make people jittery. It is to clear the upper chakra, the brain/mind/skull in lifting our spirit to a higher plain of love and peace for the day.

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