Resonance in my world

I started playing the violin when I was six. My father has always played music, he plays the banjo, the mandolin, the dobro, and even a little stand up base. I know that the music he played resonated in me from first conception. I love that whole body feeling when some vibration, some pitch and tone hits you just right and your body takes it in and . . . . I don't know, treasures it. The hair on your arms stands up. And that feeling when something totally does NOT resonate. That square peg in a round hole feeling that makes you cringe (I taught violin for years and trust me, if that isn't a whole body reaction to NOT resonating) Sometimes when I'm sitting at home, or just walking or whatever, I get this ring in my head, this clear sound. No one else can hear it, but I can. I'm sure that it's just some random wave, some vibration floating through the air that just resonates in my head. And I know that it's real, not just my crazy head, because sometimes out of nowhere, a tone on one of my instruments just sounds out, without being played. I know that some vibration just swept through and resonated with that g string.