Erica Longdon - Vibrational Sound Healing

The universe
doesnt use
language.
It speaks
vibration.

Vibrational Sound Healing

A clear, comprehensive study of the miracle of sound. Well researched and easy to read and to experience directly.

TIM WHEATER,AWARD-WINNING COMPOSER, FLAUTIST, VOCALIST, PERFORMER, AND PUBLIC SPEAKER

Erica fills in the gaps in our understanding of how sound can heal and change us. Plain and easy to understand, its a pleasure to read.

MARK SWAN,GONG MASTER

Like the resonance of ancient Sona given as a gift from the Divine, indented into the stone walls of great temples by the voices of the priests and priestesses, Erica has crafted a fascinating sculpture of sound in Vibrational Sound Healing. May this sonic healing resonate deep within our souls forever!

STEWART PEARCE,MASTER OF VOICE AND SOUND ALCHEMIST

Acknowledgments

WRITING A BOOK MAY SEEM as simple as committing thoughts, knowledge, and words to the page. However, like a performance on stage, so much support goes on backstage. This work would never have arrived in print without the initial encouragement, help, and guidance of Elaine Harrison, who champions and promotes Inner Traditions books here in the UK. Her help with my submission was vital. My heartfelt thanks also go to Leonie Bunch for all her support and advice in preparing the artwork. Words I can do; digital media is something I have yet to master. I am grateful to Jon Graham of Inner Traditions for believing in me and this book. My deep thanks go to Kayla Toher for nurturing me through the editing phase and all at Inner Traditions for their kind encouragement and patience as they guided me through the process of birthing this book.

PREFACE

My Journey into Sound Health

BEFORE I LAUNCH INTO THE MAIN BODY of this book, it may be helpful to know about my journey; I was a nonbeliever before I became a psychic, therapist, and healer. When I have chosen to study or learn from someone, I have always found it helpful to know their credentials. Maybe thats because I am a Libra; we love the mystical yet are notorious for wanting to know the facts. Perhaps you do too.

As a child, I had always felt that I didnt quite fit the mold. I was told to be a good girl and not challenge what my elders and superiors told me was acceptable behavior. I was expected to work hard, get good exam results, and head to university. Thus qualified, I would get a good job where I could meet a suitable man in order to settle down to secure family life (believe me, that was the 1950s wisdom instilled into all grammar school girls). The thought made me shudder. I was a wild-spirited tomboy who loved running free in nature and climbing to the tips of thirty-foot beech trees to cling onto their flimsy crowns swaying in the wind. Two things occur to me about this: first, it is a miracle that I am here to write these words, and second, my mother would have a fit if shed known what I had been doing.

Nevertheless, I conformed to the system until I escaped uniform suburbia for London where I landed my first job in television. Yet despite a wonderful career traveling the world and working with astoundingly creative people, I felt a void. Externally, I seemed to live a glamourous life, but nobody saw the lost little girl who quivered inside and felt that she was never good enough. My belief systems were completely secular, so in my psyche, there was no one to turn to for advice. Something wasnt right, and I knew it. I needed a wake-up call. But if someone had told me then that I would talk to angels and work as a psychic, I would have laughed out loud.

My wake-up call came in 1988 as I was driving through Londons morning rush hour traffic on the way to a long shift as a television voice-over. I was crossing a busy junction when I was broadsided at speed, and as my car arced through the air, I clearly remember turning my head to look through the passenger window and seeing the sky and clouds. Just as Id seen in films, everything moved in slow motion, and I thought to myself: Is this it? Am I going to die? But I felt no fear, and it was as if I were in a bubble. I have no recollection of the final impact with the ground. The car landed on the drivers side, and I lay, still strapped in my seat, covered in glass from the shattered windows.

I checked that all my limbs seemed to be free and working and stood up, my head poking through the passenger window. Broken glass poured off me like water, yet I suffered not a single scratch.

It didnt occur to me in the shock of that moment that I was being watched over, that I had a purpose in my life for which I was being preserved. I know that now. Something else I didnt know was that, having been told by a gynecological consultant I would never be able to have children, I was pregnant.

As wake-up calls go, this one was massive, but still I continued to play my role in what I had been told was normal life and juggled being a working woman, wife, and mother. There was no time for reflection and self-knowledge. So, because I hadnt heeded the first wake-up call, life gave me a second slap upside the head. As a result of the car accident, I suffered latent trauma two years later when my back locked and caused me incredible pain. I couldnt move! This time I had to stop and listen.

I had a deep intuitive knowing that mainstream pharmacological and surgical medicine didnt hold the answer. I discovered cranial osteopathy and from there I was on the road to complementary therapies. As I began to heal my body, I became aware of how much I needed to heal my mind, heart, and soul. For the first time, I was aware and listening, two primary lessons I needed to learn to work with sound. I studied to become a masseuse and then a Reiki master. Once I felt the Reiki energy running through my hands, I knew that I had no interest in resuming normal life. I was heading toward the person I was always meant to be. My journey led me to meet some beautiful and wise healers. It didnt matter that I had taken forty years to find this path; my wrong turns simply served to deliver perspective, so the lessons were never wasted.

When we choose change, people expand with us, or our paths diverge. The pace of my awakening increased, and the third major shift occurred: my divorce. To the outside world it looked like a catastrophe. To me it felt like being released from the prison of a life where I didnt belong and hadnt known how to escape. I flowed into a new beginning and expanded life using exercise, sound bathing, and energetic vibration. I allowed change and synchronicity to guide me, and above all, I trusted the universe, that all-encompassing vibratory plane of existence that guides us to our unique and authentic life if only we will tune in and listen. Being prepared to stop and listen is the first step toward sound health. Was it easy? Certainly not! Growth rarely is. However, the alternative of the status quo would have been disastrous.