Everywhere you look in this world there are waves. It’s very relaxing to go down to the sea shore on a calm summer’s day and just watch the waves. Those ever-rhythmically moving waves, lapping at the shore line every couple of seconds, have what the physicists call a frequency….in this case a half a cycle each second. The moon waxes and wanes monthly, so its frequency could be counted as a cycle lasting 28 days or a lunar month.

You can apply the waves idea to many other natural events from sunspots, which have a cycle or frequency of eleven years, to the rhythms of pop songs or even to pentametric Shakespearian verse, both of which are so effective probably because they are in tune with the frequency of our heartbeats.

What is so fascinating, though, is that we are waves. No, not the bag of bones we drag around, they are just the skeleton that allows you and me to exist. But who actually are you and me? We are the sum and the product of our thinking processes. Rene Descartes maintained: ‘I think, therefore I am,’ but actually we exist and can think and act only because of the electrical waves of varying frequencies pulsating through our brains. I suppose in more reverent days the sum and product of our brain waves would have been known as the Soul.