5. Store in your memory the melody you hear.
Only fragments of the great song
come to your ears while yet you are but man.
But if you listen to it,
remember it faithfully,
so that none which has reached you is lost,
and endeavor to learn from it
the meaning of the mystery which surrounds you.
In time you will need no teacher.
For as the individual has voice,
so has that in which the individual exists.
6. Learn from it the lesson of harmony.
Life itself has speech and is never silent.
And its utterance is not,
as you that are deaf may suppose, a cry;
it is a song.
Learn from it that you are part of the harmony;
learn from it to obey the laws of the harmony.
If there is one thing that is worth learning more than anything else in life, it is a sense of music, a feeling for music. What music tells us is that the ultimate mystery of life is not a crowd of different notes, is not a chaos, is not a disharmony; rather, all the notes together are pointing to and indicating one thing. They are creating one wave, one rhythm; they are indicating that at the ultimate center of life everything is connected and in harmony.
The chaos that we may be seeing is because of our own blindness; and the turmoil that we hear in the notes, the tension that we perceive is because of our deafness. Because we cannot hear properly, we fail to experience that single harmony that is flowing between all the notes. We hear the notes, but we do not hear the bridge, the music that joins them all together. As our capacity for listening grows, the notes start disappearing and the music begins to manifest. Then a moment comes when all the notes disappear, all the waves disappear; when only the ocean of music, only the feeling of music remains.
Music is the relationship of love between the different notes, the path through which one note can connect with the next, the way in which one note can disappear into another note and become absorbed in it.
The space which exists between two notes is not empty. That space is full. Even though it is filled with absolute silence, even though it is filled with emptiness, it is full. To experience it is to experience the music of life.
You may have heard that truth cannot be expressed in words, but that it manifests itself in the space which lies between the words. You may also have heard that emptiness does not separate but unites; that a void is not merely a void, that even a void is filled with a unique music. But we are not able to hear the music of that stillness, of that void. The music of life is found there, but we are not able to recognize those spaces – rather, they appear to us to be dark valleys. We hear a sound which is followed by another sound, but we don’t hear any connecting thread. This gives us the impression of chaos.