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by mamasaid » Sat Sep 11, 2004 9:02 am
On sunday morning, some girl had these amazing white prayer bowls just on the other side of the temple. When made to vibrate with a wide stick, they resonated the most amazing sound I have ever heard. It was eerie, sort of like the sound WAS spirit, looming around like a heavy gas on the ground. For me, I will remember that moment as being one where I was closest to spirit. It was quiet over there, the sun was bright and warm in the early morning, crisp. I was having a yoga moment, just thinking to myself how special this place is. I didn't cry this year at the temple, but if I had something to cry about, that would have been the moment it'd happened. I found at the actual burn, as beautiful as it was for me and the company I was with, there was too much talking, too much yelling out stupid things that no one needed to hear. It's sacred space, I thought to myself.
But again, it's all sacred space. Mine happened to be that morning. Expectations can blow any experience, just keep that in mind when searching for a protocol. God is always present, no matter how many drunk yahoos can't keep their mouth shut or booming systems can't take a breather!!
Love,
Maldita
PS. AnitM, was your neice about 11ish, very cool girl, the one who I spoke with once we rode back to about 2 oclock after the temple? She gave me a black rock and I gave her a shell from Indonesia? If so, tell her I said hi and that I enjoyed meeting her. the rock is on my shrine!
Blessed Cecilia, appear in visions to all musicians, (including me), appear and inspire