The Sound of Summer

Frequency Message & Gentle Somatic Release

One of my favorite things about summer is the sound.
When I think of this season, it isn’t the heat I crave—it’s the hum.
And more than anything, dear wanderer,
It’s the voice of the Cicada that I wait for.

Part of my rhythm is this quiet question I carry:
If something strikes a chord within my senses, what is the message being transmitted?
This season, my ears have been delighting in the ancient, resonant drone of the cicada—
And this evening, I come to share what I’ve heard.

A message wrapped in vibration.
A somatic ritual tuned to the frequency of emergence.
Let us listen, and move, together.