Ancient Sound Healing Review 2
The Left Side of Stability
By Renée “Jewelz” Alston
Podcast Radio Host New York
Music has been an influential part of my life for as long as I can remember. When the words are not present, or the tone needs to be suitable for what we are trying to convey, music can communicate what's in your heart. And it's not simply songs with lyrics; instruments tell a story and deliver messages beyond this earthly realm because music is ancient. It has no end or beginning. The art of sound has been present for decades, far beyond what you and I can even comprehend. Though sound speaks, isn't it interesting how silence is often loud? An oxymoron to some, but even silence has a sound.
I finished 2021 with left foot surgery for a congenital disability that decided to give me trouble late that year. On December 30, 2021, I underwent corrective surgery and would be non-weight bearing for six to eight weeks. Though I had been through various surgeries for other things each year since 2017, I was not looking forward to this because it meant I would have to be stagnant, something I loathed. I am a person who is always on the go, loves to drive, and doesn't take pleasure in lying in bed idle. Yet this was my reality, but it would allow me to slow down and hear the beat of my own heart.
Though I can't recall the exact month I met Beverly, it was early 2022. I was sick of television and had downloaded an app for Clubhouse. Between scrolling nonsense on Facebook and Instagram daily, as I laid in bed, left leg propped up and struggling to do everyday things like shower and use the bathroom with just one leg, sometimes with my husband's assistance, I found Clubhouse to be interesting. People from all over the world congregated in these audio rooms to argue, share opinions, tell stories and theories, tarot read, perform reiki or play music.
There were so many rooms to choose from based on your interests. Though many of them turned me off after a while, there was one that intrigued me with the title; Ancient Sound Healing! "What in the world is that," I thought. However, I had an inkling that it was music to soothe. Alas, something I needed! I was miserable. My whole left foot and ankle had titanium screws, and the pain was often unbearable. I had sworn off pain medication but found myself taking it because sleep was nearly impossible, and due to the intricateness of my surgery, my surgeon assured me that what I was experiencing was understandable and expected.
So here I was, entering this room in Clubhouse, not knowing what to expect or whom this woman called Beverly B. was and what I found was a jewel in itself. Coincidence? Of course not. I had talked to God and chalked it up that perhaps this surgery happened now for me to slow down and take inventory of my life and physical well-being. I was always moving to the next thing at the speed of light. At that moment, all I had was stillness, and in the silence, I could hear my heart scored by Beverly B.'s music.
The first night in her room, she played over me. It was long, and the chords were melodic, often suspenseful, and then as we climaxed, it settled, like the tide when it recedes off the shore. I was being washed in my bed in Brooklyn, NY, by a woman who lived on the other side of the United States in Hawaii through music. How is this possible? After she played over me, she cleared her throat and said in a soft tone but one of assurance, "Jewelz," which is the name I had chosen to be called on Clubhouse, "Do you have an issue with the left side of your body?" I lay there in shock. How could she know? I'd never met this woman in my life, but her presence was ancient, sort of that of someone who had lived many lifetimes.
Souls connect in this physical realm because they are ancient friends, and she felt familiar. I discovered from her that night that my left side, our feminine side, had been overworked. This surgery also happened because I needed to nurture my femininity and love for myself. After all, all I had ever done was work on enabling others. She advised me to purchase pure rose oil, which is expensive if you are buying true rose oil, and so I did. Yet, I was not too fond of the smell of rose anything, but I followed instructions. When it arrived, I placed some on my left foot's big toe sticking out of the cast. I did this religiously for weeks, speaking life over myself and getting more in tune with my spiritual roots. I was always in tune, but a chord was disconnected in my spirit.
I continued going to Beverly's room; through her music, I was healing the internal. I was sleeping, and if not sleeping because sometimes I would help moderate the room, I was calm. The music allowed me to find stability when I felt weak. I booked private sessions with her because it was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I found tranquility, peace, and messages in the songs she played; they were specifically for me. When the ancestors want your attention, they will find a way.
Signs are around us daily, but people are often too busy to notice. I always notice. I was angry when I was told at the end of February 2022 that despite becoming weight-bearing again, I would need to undergo surgery on the left foot again to remove screws and replace them with larger ones. Yet, on March 7, 2022, I had my second foot surgery with another six to eight-week recovery time. I knew what to expect this time, so it made things more manageable, and I also continued to visit Beverly's rooms on Clubhouse.
When she played, she would unpack more profound things, some that she would not discuss in a public forum like Clubhouse, so she would message me privately. Sometimes through her music, she was shown areas where I still needed healing, everything from childhood trauma to colors. Yet, it is essential to note that Beverly is not a fortune teller. Sometimes she is shown visions, and it's your job to do the work and find the meaning. She makes that very clear. The gift she has is being a vessel to which the ancestors speak, and sometimes they have a message for you, and some days the message is to listen to the sound you hear and take from it what you need, whether it's rest, peace, quiet, tears, joy or stillness.
We are responsible for our healing, but there are tools to help you get it if you are willing. Ancient Sound Healing carried me to stable ground when I couldn't carry myself. As strong as I am, even I need help sometimes, and there are no medals or badges of honor for being the strongest without rest. I asked Beverly after one of the ancient sound healing sessions to send me sand from Hawaii since I have always felt a solid connection to the ocean and couldn't get there due to the surgery. She did that only after asking permission from the ancestors, playing her music, and telling me that I must return sand to Hawaii when I could.
The lesson is just like our lives; everything has to return from which it came. Beverly's unique talent is a gift given to her to share with us, but it comes with a responsibility to be returned. When healed, it is time to go forth and heal someone or something, but only once your cup is replenished. Music is the pathway to discovering your soul's desires and working towards that. Beverly always encourages people to sit with the message and find their answers in the sound of the music.
Some people pay thousands of dollars for therapy and never find their answers, and some find Beverly's music and discover everything. I found stability again on my left side through Beverly's music which has aided in making gigantic steps to be whole, and for that, I will always kiss Beverly on the cheek!