Yesterday on the radio I heard this incredible ensemble of throat singers, Alash.
I had never heard throat singing and it made me laugh, not at the sound but at some joyful thing it touched to hear such a guttural vibration.
Some of the most amazing things happen in solitude, not in loneliness, but in solitude. Solitude being a place of being alone but feeling entirely connected, and loneliness being a place of being with others, or alone, and feeling entirely disconnected.
Hearing throat singing on the radio is one of those moments for me.
This morning I heard the same sound again when my 6 year old daughter stretched and tried to talk at the same time. Her morning call is 1:09, that one right there.
This song is called Good Horses. But I might re-title it Good Morning.
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