12" Om Engraved Wind Gong on the Woodsonic Gong Stand - FREE SHIPPING SOLD OUT
Yes! This comes with the gong, gong stand, and gong mallet!
Gong Diameter: 12" Gong Stand Measurements:
Center Space: 14x14"
Why you will love this gong. Because maybe you once felt like our friend, Sam...
Samantha Keller felt like, maybe, her brain was different. Maybe it was her brain.
The 13 year old didn’t understand. The girls in her class were moving on to dating. She wasn’t. She didn’t even want to talk about dating.
Lunch period was just boy-talk today. Ignore the fact that Kelsea Wills had a fly go up her nose and never come down during science this morning. Rumor had it the nurse flushed it out with a tube.
The teachers all were concerned about test scores, test scores, test scores. Sam liked pretending she could talk to the horse that was down the street from the school. Maybe she was just weird, cause she didn't feel like she had special powers like the characters in those fantasy books.
After school she retreated to the small town library, her nest. She liked, not loved, books. Its not like every book was good. They could be OK at times, but at others, well, Samantha got bored with reading and putting other people’s thoughts into her own head.
She did love, however, the atmosphere of the library. Quiet and contained. Things never got too overwhelming, which Samantha felt was right.
She wandered the small building, investigating the designs of the water stains on the ceiling. She walked past the computer lab, a wasteland of kids playing games on the only website available for humans younger than 18. She walked past the “rec” area, tables with half-finished Norman Rockwell painting puzzles, old women contemplating their next cribbage move, while imagining letting their husband's ashes blow away in the cold autumn breeze.
It was from the back stairs she heard the faint sound. Metal ringing, maybe? It was melodic. Her curiosity piqued, she made a move toward the stairs.
The sound again. Louder this time, followed by some giggles. She went down the staircase.
She poked her head around the corner at the bottom of the stairs. She saw a group of kids, likely part of an after-school program, sitting around a pleasant man, who wore wide-wale corduroy pants, holding a metal plate.
Samantha recognized the man, though she didn’t know his name. He directed the band during football games on Friday nights. He also taught ballroom dancing at the Y, in the bigger town closer to the Interstate.
“Hey there!” He had noticed Samantha.
Samantha walked into the room.
“Late addition to the Soul Crew! Cool. What's your name?” the man asked.
“I’m not a crew, thing.” Samantha was blushing.
“Hello, I’m-Not-A-Crew Thing!” The kids giggled. “I’m Mr. Touge. We’re listening to gongs today. You can sit wherever.”
Samantha grabbed a chair within arm’s length and sat down.
“Alright, this is a 12” OM Engraved Wind Gong,” Mr. Touge said.
“What does this one sound like?” a kid burst out.
“Listen.” Mr. Touge struck the gong. A high tone and resonance came from it, followed quickly by a noticeable splash. Samantha noticed she was raising her hand.
“Can I hit it?” she heard herself ask. She was feeling she was out of her body, floating.
“Come on up!” Mr. Touge handed her a mallet as she approached. “Hit it a few times. You see you can get different sounds out of it based on where you hit the gong and how hard you strike it.”
Samantha hit the gong softly, then added some force. She was taken by how the sound made her feel, powerful yet in control, like everything in her life was meant to just, like, be. S She didn’t care about the girls at lunch, or anything really. She was caught in this moment alone, and yet connected to something greater than middle school, this small town, this impermanent world.
And then she was back. In present time. he started coming back to her body. It was good to be a 13 year old girl.
The 12” Om Engraved Wind Gong can help you be just like Samantha. Perfect where you are.
It comes with a beautiful Woodsonic Gong Stand, built to help accentuate and protect your instrument, all the while adding to the ambiance of your home or studio.