Chant is a living art. It has been around for centuries. Music has a pulse, a pace and a pattern. So do words. We are fond of words, for word is bond.

We are bonded together through our words. Linked to each other through our shared stories.
Everything that lives has a pulse, a pace and a pattern to be found.

When we rap and chant, we take our thumping heartbeat and the sound of our footsteps and breathe life into our visions by adding word. We speak our thoughts and pace our days by syncing our words to the rhythms of our heart. Word patterns. We follow the flow. We are the beat. And in chant and rap we learn to keep time with the times.

A steady current pulses through our veins. A steady breath that shoots roots through our brains. Words sprout, where we had doubt and truth begins to reveal itself, as we feel the real deal behind what we’re all about. As we embody the power of spoken word.

Spoken Poetry and Rap are both based on the same essence. Content flow and delivery. Pulse, pace and pattern. The difference is, Rap is performed in time with a beat. It can be performed with or without accompaniment, but there is always a clear strong rhythmical beat present and that beat revolves around 4/4.

Rap is sacred.
Rap is powerful.
Rap is having a message that you wish to communicate.
Rap is about passion and urgency.
Rap is healing and revealing.

If you know your body and your stories, you have a right to rap. If you possess a certain truth that you wish to share, then you too, can rap. We have been rapping and tapping as a humanity for centuries.

It should be used with care to enlighten and bear witness to our troubled lives. As everything that is spoken in rhythm and rhyme, Rap can shift the mind and change the times. It is a tool given to the foolish and the wise, to salve the wounds and open our eyes. Words rapped soak into our skin, heal ancient wounds and bring to light, the treasures within. The wisdom we seldom share, how we believe and how we care. We appreciate the messengers who carry us on. Who lift us up when we are beat, lying exhausted and tired in the street: We honor the songs that uplift us to continue on. In good faith. With hope in our eyes. In spoken word we recognize common ground.

Rap crosses borders. It is not only for the young, but also for the old. It is not only for the meek, but also the bold. The magic is this, even stroke victims, those that are language impaired and the disabled, people who are not able to understand plainly spoken word, they are still able to understand words that are expressed in rhythm and rhyme. This is the magic and power of chants and rap.

Why? because our brain processes speech that is expressed in rhythm and rhyme differently from regular speech.

Speaking in poetic rap while working, walking or dancing has been with us centuries. Everything is content flow and and the delivery of this flow into the heart and souls of our community.

Begin your own explorations with rap. Tap your hand in four beats accenting the first beat and continue to talk as you tap. See how easy it is to start tapping into your inner well of wisdom.