On perceiving people, first impressions and sound healing
Finally a song that inspires me to write.
I've been listening to Kitaro's music today. I've recently watched some random episodes of this old Japanese documentary about the Silk road and they have Kitaro's music in them. It was just so nostalgic and I mainly watched them for the music. I'm positive that we have some of Kitaro's music on some old cassette tape (c-kasetti), but it's been ages since I last even glimpsed them. I really like Kitaro's music.Maybe sound has some healing aspects. Music is experienced through your feelings. It speaks straight to them. I've been thinking about the workshop that I took part in during the sit-in. I actually know a great deal about new age things and I think that I understood what the lady holding the sound healing workshop was talking about a lot better than most other people there seemed to. I don't think that the others got the reference to Masaru Emoto's The Hidden Messages in Water. Not that I've actually read it, but I know of it. I just usually don't want to talk about new age stuff or pseudosciences because I'm kinda sceptical myself, but more because other people are usually so judgemental about these things.
My views about health are holistic. That's my belief. So in that vein I don't see why it wouldn't be possible for sound to have a healing influence on people. That you can attach some intention or feeling to when you're singing or playing and it will be transmitted to other people. What I didn't agree with with the lady holding the workshop were her ideas that metal music is disruptive to people. Metal music has it's own function. I listen to metal music when I want to feel embowered or to express my anger. It has it's worth.
It seems that I take a bit of time to process things. It took me a couple of days to figure out that the workshop was indeed quite interesting, but unfortunately I can't even remember the name of the lady who held the workshop. I'm so bad with names. -_-I was talking with my friends about the people at the sit-in and how differently we had perceived them. I honestly hadn't taken much notice weather or not there were any good looking or cute people there. I'm sure that there were, but for years now I've mostly taken notice of people based on their personality, intellect, what they have to say and how they act. In that regard there were a lot of interesting people there, but not all of those people would fall in the group that I'd find aesthetically pleasing.
I just find inner qualities much more fascinating than outer ones. I know that I operate differently than most people in this and I can understand both outlooks. I also know why I'm like this. Neither perspective is wrong or better than the other. Both have their function.
We've also talked about first impressions with my friends. In this also I seem to operate differently, but I don't know, if it's much different from most people. I rarely if ever dislike people based on first impressions. I usually feel neutral of good about the majority of people that I interact with. I only start to dislike someone after I've known them for a while and spent time with them and observed them. I mostly judge people based on their actions, like if someone behaves in a way that I don't approve of.
I try my best to not judge people based on how they look, especially when it's a first impression. You can miss out on something interesting, if you judge people based on first impressions. I think that I've told the story of how I got to know one of my friends in High School many times. She was an anarchist and really punk. To me she looked like a satanist and she really stood out at our school and she kinda freaked me out. Then I got teamed with her on a history project and decided to give her a change and I got to know her and we became friends. She was a real softy under all those piercings, mohawk and leather. It was a good lesson to me and I haven't forgotten it since then. Looks can deceive.I've been meaning to write about the past week and some, but I've been either too tired or doing something else and now I feel like I'm getting a cold so I'll try to make this shorter. (Not short as I never manage short when I'm writing.)
Friday the 13th I was at a concert at Temppeliaukio church with Haku, Drasa and two Japanese people to listen to a concert by the Tapiola symphonic orchestra. They played rather modern atonal music. They had organized the seating differently than it is usually so that was interesting. The music in itself was a bit boring at times but interesting.That weekend I was visiting my paternal grandmother at Heinola with my family. We stayed Saturday and Sunday there and went cross-country skiing on both days. 5km on the first day and 10km on the second. We skied at Vierumäki on Sunday and I've rarely seen as beautiful Winter scenery as there was. I would've loved to share it with you all, but my camera ran out batteries. ;_; I'll just have to do this the old fashioned way and tell you about it.
On some parts of the forest the trees were covered with a heavy layer of frost so that it looked like every needle and branch was coated in a thin layer of snow. At times it would flout down from the trees in little snow clouds, well actually they were more like ice as they hurt a bit once they hit you in the face, but they were pretty. The trees were absolutely gorgeous. I don't remember seeing frost like that before. Everything was coated in it and it sparkled in the sun shine. So beautiful.
Grandma told this interesting story from her childhood during the WW II. Apparently her mother had sewn these sort of capes out of white bed linens, by sewing the edges of one corner together partway. Then you put that part over your head and tied the "cape" around your weist. They wore them outside to blend in the snow better so that the enemy planes wouldn't see them. This happened in Lapland so I'm not sure, if she was talking about the commies or the nazies. At that time they also had something wrapped in a little bag around their necks that smelled bad, but grandma couldn't remember what it was or for what purpose. It might've been charcoal. Grandma hasn't really talked to us about her experiences in the war until recent years. She was a small child at the time.Last Monday I had lectures and orchestra as usual. It's funny how lately my weekly schedule consists mostly of having lunch or tea with friends besides independent studying. :p On Tuesday I was looking for a new bag at UFF without any luck. I doupt that I'm going to find one at UFF so maybe I should go and check out Ruohonjuuri or something. I actually have a pretty clear idea of what I'd like, but I'd have to ask someone to sew it to me as bags like that just aren't sold out there. :pStudying was difficult last week because Nydi and other people hanging out at our place had their Winter vacation so it was kinda unmotivating to go to campus to study. -_- There's not much to mention about Wednesday. I had lunch with friends and studied at a library.Thursday and Friday went with the demonstration and sit-in. (See previous entries.)On Saturday, yesterday, I went to see my photographer friend. We talked over tea and coffee and went to watch Wrestler in the movies. It was a good movie, but not a 'feel-good' movie. I feel like I didn't talk about anything besides the sit-in (valtaus). I'm just so rarely involved in exciting stuff like that.Today I've just been relaxing. Watching telly, playing LTP and reading fanfics. And I really should head to bed. And I really should update more regularly.[EDIT]
This lolcat made me think of my Uni friends. :3
I've been listening to Kitaro's music today. I've recently watched some random episodes of this old Japanese documentary about the Silk road and they have Kitaro's music in them. It was just so nostalgic and I mainly watched them for the music. I'm positive that we have some of Kitaro's music on some old cassette tape (c-kasetti), but it's been ages since I last even glimpsed them. I really like Kitaro's music.Maybe sound has some healing aspects. Music is experienced through your feelings. It speaks straight to them. I've been thinking about the workshop that I took part in during the sit-in. I actually know a great deal about new age things and I think that I understood what the lady holding the sound healing workshop was talking about a lot better than most other people there seemed to. I don't think that the others got the reference to Masaru Emoto's The Hidden Messages in Water. Not that I've actually read it, but I know of it. I just usually don't want to talk about new age stuff or pseudosciences because I'm kinda sceptical myself, but more because other people are usually so judgemental about these things.
My views about health are holistic. That's my belief. So in that vein I don't see why it wouldn't be possible for sound to have a healing influence on people. That you can attach some intention or feeling to when you're singing or playing and it will be transmitted to other people. What I didn't agree with with the lady holding the workshop were her ideas that metal music is disruptive to people. Metal music has it's own function. I listen to metal music when I want to feel embowered or to express my anger. It has it's worth.
It seems that I take a bit of time to process things. It took me a couple of days to figure out that the workshop was indeed quite interesting, but unfortunately I can't even remember the name of the lady who held the workshop. I'm so bad with names. -_-I was talking with my friends about the people at the sit-in and how differently we had perceived them. I honestly hadn't taken much notice weather or not there were any good looking or cute people there. I'm sure that there were, but for years now I've mostly taken notice of people based on their personality, intellect, what they have to say and how they act. In that regard there were a lot of interesting people there, but not all of those people would fall in the group that I'd find aesthetically pleasing.
I just find inner qualities much more fascinating than outer ones. I know that I operate differently than most people in this and I can understand both outlooks. I also know why I'm like this. Neither perspective is wrong or better than the other. Both have their function.
We've also talked about first impressions with my friends. In this also I seem to operate differently, but I don't know, if it's much different from most people. I rarely if ever dislike people based on first impressions. I usually feel neutral of good about the majority of people that I interact with. I only start to dislike someone after I've known them for a while and spent time with them and observed them. I mostly judge people based on their actions, like if someone behaves in a way that I don't approve of.
I try my best to not judge people based on how they look, especially when it's a first impression. You can miss out on something interesting, if you judge people based on first impressions. I think that I've told the story of how I got to know one of my friends in High School many times. She was an anarchist and really punk. To me she looked like a satanist and she really stood out at our school and she kinda freaked me out. Then I got teamed with her on a history project and decided to give her a change and I got to know her and we became friends. She was a real softy under all those piercings, mohawk and leather. It was a good lesson to me and I haven't forgotten it since then. Looks can deceive.I've been meaning to write about the past week and some, but I've been either too tired or doing something else and now I feel like I'm getting a cold so I'll try to make this shorter. (Not short as I never manage short when I'm writing.)
Friday the 13th I was at a concert at Temppeliaukio church with Haku, Drasa and two Japanese people to listen to a concert by the Tapiola symphonic orchestra. They played rather modern atonal music. They had organized the seating differently than it is usually so that was interesting. The music in itself was a bit boring at times but interesting.That weekend I was visiting my paternal grandmother at Heinola with my family. We stayed Saturday and Sunday there and went cross-country skiing on both days. 5km on the first day and 10km on the second. We skied at Vierumäki on Sunday and I've rarely seen as beautiful Winter scenery as there was. I would've loved to share it with you all, but my camera ran out batteries. ;_; I'll just have to do this the old fashioned way and tell you about it.
On some parts of the forest the trees were covered with a heavy layer of frost so that it looked like every needle and branch was coated in a thin layer of snow. At times it would flout down from the trees in little snow clouds, well actually they were more like ice as they hurt a bit once they hit you in the face, but they were pretty. The trees were absolutely gorgeous. I don't remember seeing frost like that before. Everything was coated in it and it sparkled in the sun shine. So beautiful.
Grandma told this interesting story from her childhood during the WW II. Apparently her mother had sewn these sort of capes out of white bed linens, by sewing the edges of one corner together partway. Then you put that part over your head and tied the "cape" around your weist. They wore them outside to blend in the snow better so that the enemy planes wouldn't see them. This happened in Lapland so I'm not sure, if she was talking about the commies or the nazies. At that time they also had something wrapped in a little bag around their necks that smelled bad, but grandma couldn't remember what it was or for what purpose. It might've been charcoal. Grandma hasn't really talked to us about her experiences in the war until recent years. She was a small child at the time.Last Monday I had lectures and orchestra as usual. It's funny how lately my weekly schedule consists mostly of having lunch or tea with friends besides independent studying. :p On Tuesday I was looking for a new bag at UFF without any luck. I doupt that I'm going to find one at UFF so maybe I should go and check out Ruohonjuuri or something. I actually have a pretty clear idea of what I'd like, but I'd have to ask someone to sew it to me as bags like that just aren't sold out there. :pStudying was difficult last week because Nydi and other people hanging out at our place had their Winter vacation so it was kinda unmotivating to go to campus to study. -_- There's not much to mention about Wednesday. I had lunch with friends and studied at a library.Thursday and Friday went with the demonstration and sit-in. (See previous entries.)On Saturday, yesterday, I went to see my photographer friend. We talked over tea and coffee and went to watch Wrestler in the movies. It was a good movie, but not a 'feel-good' movie. I feel like I didn't talk about anything besides the sit-in (valtaus). I'm just so rarely involved in exciting stuff like that.Today I've just been relaxing. Watching telly, playing LTP and reading fanfics. And I really should head to bed. And I really should update more regularly.[EDIT]
This lolcat made me think of my Uni friends. :3