I came to sound healing the way most people do — accidentally. I was burnt out from a corporate job in London, took a sabbatical, and stumbled into a sound bath in a yoga studio in Hackney. I cried for three days afterwards. I didn't know why.
Three months later I was in Bali on a teacher training I'd booked on impulse. Three months after that I was apprenticing with a Tibetan bowl master in Northern India. The training is its own story for another day.
“The first bowl I ever played, I cried for three days afterwards. I didn't know why. I still don't entirely know why.”
What I'll say is this: the work has chosen me as much as I've chosen it. The longer I do it, the less it feels like a profession and the more it feels like a quiet vow.
I came to Ibiza because a friend invited me to hold a session in their villa. I never went home.
Written by
Tanya Ryder
Sound healing practitioner & cacao ceremony holder · Ibiza