Sunday, October 23, 2016


The Drum is Calling 

When we hold the drum, we are holding all that it represents.
It has a voice and it wants to be heard.
The drum represents the first sound we ever hear,
the sound of our mothers blood pulsing 
through her arteries while we were
fetus's in the womb
our time of oneness.
We lived to this pulse of life and
the drum is the echo of this pulse.
It is the sound of the Mother.
As a circle it represents
Oneness
Wholeness
Unity
Community
Cycles and Rhythms of Life
The Sun
The Moon
The Earth
The womb
It's drum strokes represent the Elements
Earth
Water
Fire
Air
It represents all that is sacred




Saturday, October 22, 2016

Frame Drum Circle Dance

A beautiful unitive experience
to move, to sing and to drum
in unison.
~*~


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Friday, October 21, 2016

Invited to TED x Hollywood to offer music
and TED x pulled their license and all decided
to still do their presentations.
Sharing about the beauty journey of the ancient archetypal
instrument the frame drum.


WATERS OF THE HEART

.:.
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Thursday, October 20, 2016


FRESH AIR 

by Miranda



GIVE THANKS
by Miranda Rondeau



Abundance Chant

Abundance, Abundance is flowing
as we move in the current of love
When we give
When we give
We receive
We receive
as we join in the dance of abundance
by Miranda Rondeau
Dragonfly

Ths song honors the frame drum and the
women frame drummers past, present and future. 

The drum's pulse is the echo of the first sound we ever heard,
our mothers blood pulsing through her arteries while we were
fetus's in the womb.
In ancient times the women were te predonimant players,
who were a earth honoring society.
 Rhythm, music and song were central to the spiritual funcitons
and activities of society.

~*~


May I Remember You

May I Remember You

May I remember you each morning
May I remember you each evening
May I recognize you in each creation
May I drink of you throughout the day
May I let you guide my way
May I invite you into everything
May I remember
May I remember

May I remember
~ Miranda Rondeau