Dear Narada , please let me know that you got my email.

400 BC.

That night I lay down as usual, when after some time a dream started. It is not unusual for me that I become aware of the dreaming and do not wake up but stay with the dream, and that is what I did here.

In the dream I found my self in the French Alps. I saw great big mountains with snowcaps. What a beautiful sight to see.

The air was so clear and colors so crisp that its beauty could stop your mind at once. Next I noticed a little chapel out of stone, very solid sand stone built. Now, inside that chapel looking out thru the big arched windows, or I would better say openings as there was no glass in these side windows, one was extra big and there was colored glass in that one or what looked like colored glass. The daylight flooding thru this opening was so clear and so touching, the most beautiful morning sun I can remember, crisp crystal clear air, a little cold. I was feeling that air and light on my skin. A voice was now telling me that it was 400 BC. I thought, how strange that I have been told the time, 400 BC. Now I hear Music, beautiful music, nothing Ihave ever heard before like that. I stayed with the music as long as I could and took it all in. The dream faded, I tried to hold on to it but soon opened my eyes to find myself right where I started, in bed.

When I looked at my watch I could not see clear, things were moving in front of my eyes. In an attempt to get up I found out that my sense of balance was not good and things were moving up and down in front of my eyes now.

I stayed in bed, and after a little the dizziness got much better and I could get up without risking a fall.

Later that evening before meditation I told my trusted friend Brian about my experience. Bryan is a monk since 45 years. Anyway he asked me some questions about the music. He wanted a description and I told him that it sounded sweet to my ears, not much tonal movement at all but much like layers of sound, not what you usually hear on the radio anywhere. I did not know what instrument would produce a sound like that.

Some months later when I was helping at the Sri Aurobindo AUM Conference on opening day there was an OM Choir to be assembled.

I was never part of a Choir like that.

When the whole thing started after some instructions and voice warm up I was floored!

There it was, the instrument that makes the sound I heard in my dream, about 100 people singing/making the sound OM. That assembled instrument made the same sounds I was hearing in my dream back then.

I told Narad about that and he asked me to write my experience out for him, so here it is.

I like to ad that it was a wonderful experience to been part of the OM Choir that day.

Love And Light

Andreas Mario Muller