02 September, 2008

DongGong Good

No, that is not a typo or misspelling.

I have just returned from a Gong Bath at the Blue Lotus Studio in Chico. Facilitated by Sound Pioneer and recording artist Richard Rudis (Sonam Dorje). Sonam creates transformational healing waves of sound bathing each participant with the rising and falling rhythms, tonalities and vibrations of a huge Earth Gong tuned to the sound of the primordial AUM - the 'Universal Chord'; the vibrational signature of our mother Earth (Ghia) as it dances with our Sun (Sol).

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhsome.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I love and literally vibrate to use of chimes, gongs and bells in my spiritual work. I crave the sound--I probably spent many a past life in some cave in the Himalyas making gongs or bowls to create the resonant, primordial sound of life. Fortunately for me, our new landlady mentioned it to me when I shared my passion with her and I signed up for tonight before arriving in Chico (thank you, Lynn).

Yet, this event, would not be for most people or for the faint-eared.

Sonam explained to us the process so that as were listening we could be prepared for what some describe as "insanely loud" sound would emerge. It was at one point loud beyond anything I had ever heard and yet, my body soared to match the tone and followed what felt like an internal helix carry me to a sacred space of Aum. When the sound began to diminish I felt myself begin to miss it and long for its return. (And I am a person who cannot stand loud noises, music, etc.) The rhythmic dance that my cells were doing felt ancient and familiar and I did not want it to end.

Today, also being the first day on the job, I was already abuzz with that new energy and would have initially wanted to just come home and unwind and reflect. I now see that Spirit was working on my behalf in having the Gong Bath tonight because it forced me out of the office, away from the move, the lists to have this aural adventure. It was perfect for the end of Day One and the launching of my spiritual work here.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm. Which by the way, registers at 131.6 hz and is the tone to which this amazing, giant gong was tuned.

Talk about your Good Vibrations.

01 September, 2008

Winds of change

September 1, 2008.

Here in Chico, it has been quite windy. These beautiful winds are not as tormenting as the Santa Ana winds of southern California. As I contemplated today on this being the first day I am officially employed as the Pastor of the Spiritual Enrichment Center, I knew that the winds are about change. In my head, I visualized myself landing in Chico along the lines of Mary Poppins landing on that house in London. Ready and willing to serve.

It's hard to not think about the hurricane winds of Gustav as the not yet healed emotions and fears of the people along the Gulf coast. Katrina was not long ago enough for everyone to be in a state of anxiety and trepidation. I do appreciate the sensitivity to this national concern that the RNC is showing. Clearly, a bigger picture is being created. Sending prayers.

My plans today were to sneak into church and have a mini- silent Sadhana of prayer throughout the sanctuary and my office. Because there was an event this evening with Mother Maya at the church, Bob was there this morning cleaning and setting up. I did do an extended prayer in my office before beginning. Don hung some artwork for me and I brought some more of my office supplies. Ran some more errands and began a search for a new computer desk and file cabinet. It was nice to see that many business establishments were actually closed for the holiday; and that Chico adorned it's city with American flags on the freeway overpasses.

Tomorrow is my first day at the office in full work mode. Wow. I have waited so long for this day. It feels a bit like the anxiety before the first day of school --maybe that's why I was running around getting office supplies--and yet, it also feels like I have come home and therefore, I am relaxed and confident.

Ahhhhhhhhhh

City Slackers

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