So, it has been a harmonic creation of synchronicities and
anachronicities of late. As one evolves the dreamer and the dream becomes less
distinguishable, one seam of time blending into another, one level of reality
cycling into the next – hopefully with more ease and grace. As I was off for an
appointment with destiny, running late into my building’s elevator, rushing to
stop to catch my breath and turning to my companion who shared my downward ride
to chat, “How are you?” Glorious day!... and then some small knowing urged me
to ask him, “What do you do for a living?” His response was that he drove a
taxi when he wasn’t in school. So, I asked him for a lift to the train. And,
off we went. He dropped me off with a smile, and refusal of payment cheerily
saying “Have a Great Day.” I was short on cash and really didn’t have the time
to do the credit dance, so I was immensely grateful. I had given his wife a
couple of dresses the day before. Spring cleaning and moving out the old to
make room for the new – one good turn deserves another – paying it forward in
hopes that someday the return wave will sweep me onward into more waves of
gratitude.
Each new day awakens more of this dripping and flowing
divine nectar within my brain and down my throat. It has been causing me many
moments of challenge and skill building opportunities. One of my coaching
clients plays the viola in the Civic Orchestra of Chicago. He gifted me with
tickets to his latest performance. I was so excited to attend a symphony
performance – Ravels Rapsodie espagnole
was the first presentation of the evening. I was hesitant to attend after the
day I had had dealing with these phenomena. When I went for a run, or shall I
say when I attempted to go for a run earlier this morning I moved into
psychedelic scenes so quickly it was startling to me, so I walked and watched
the straight lines in the sidewalk. I have had scenes of multi colors, but this
time it was minutes of dancing scenes from Yellow Submarine, the Beatles movie
but much more!!!! Can colors become brighter, and brighter??? I made the last
leg of the journey by bus, holding onto my rolling stomach and the hand rail,
praying not to throw up my earlier meal of oatmeal.
My eyes were burning so badly from studying, reading a lit
computer screen and cognitively working to make sense of someone else’s
research… that I have been icing them with ice cubes. My ears were ringing so
much that I went to soak my head in the bathtub. Literally, submerging my head
in water felt so much better than having multi=hued tones ringing throughout my
head, I could feel my teeth and bones subtly vibrate….really interesting
experience, one that I didn’t want to get used to in that moment. What you
resist persists until you get used to it, one tiny little baby step at a time.
So as I was planning to attend the evening’s performance, I
made sure to warn my companion that if I needed to leave, I needed to leave.
Taking care of this divine flow requires mindfulness choices of exposure to
continued life experiences. We got there late and had to wait for the next
seating. I stood at the entrance to the auditorium tuning into the interplay of
sounds, letting them wash over me, stepping into sensing if I could handle the
upcoming experience. Knowing that I could leave and yet wanting to flow into
the experience with ease and grace. I had, had season tickets to the Pittsburgh
Symphony for years. So love classical music; so had previous life experience of
listening to live, large glorious performances. As the music died down, the
clapping of appreciation for the performance waned and the doors opened to
admit those of us waiting to be seated. I walked into the auditorium to view down into
a chasm of unending auditorium. Whoa, the steps seemed to by incredibly steep
and my vertigo clinched my stomach muscles. I didn’t fold over to drop my head
between my knees but looked to the right where the usher was pointing at two
seats conveniently within in “no throw up” range. I side stepped to make a
grateful landing in a cushioned seat a familiar sensation that didn’t cause me
pain or concern. Comfort and ease is a valued commodity when these phenomena
flow over and through me at an overwhelming rate.
The auditorium quieted and the conductor, Riccardo Muti came onto the
stage, the applause sounded into and through the auditorium and set my bones
and teeth to humming. As the symphony began to play and the harmonies flowed
over and through my body the sensations washed through me. IT BECAME GLORIOUS. The
notes started to play my organs and eyes and bones and lips and …I just sat
back and let the drip flow. It rolled
down the back of my throat and the colors popped infront and behind my eyes. Then
the psychedelic scenes in front of my eyes eased and the drip rolled into a
stream down the back of my throat. Standing waiting to be seated had caused me
a level of trepidation. “Was I going to be able to sit and withstand the vibrational
exposure to so much, so fast?” As I sat listening to the harmonies and
symphonic beauty of the music tingling over and through my being, I was
relieved to be able to sit and enjoy the brilliant experience. As the dripping
flowed down my throat the music became more and more soft and distant, like
walking after a snow storm all quiet and soft with the music just wafting along
the silence.
After that night’s performance my phenomenon went into
overdrive. My lungs and intestines were burning fairly continuously to the
point that only by taking small bites of apple and eating a few almonds at a
time kept the burning sensation down to tolerable. I was icing my eyes pretty
nonstop to keep the burning sensation to tolerable. Every morning thereafter
for a time was a challenge. Sleep state creates more bliss chemicals which
creates more expansion which creates more change which creates more yoga asanas
and more mindfulness skills to ease the transformation….omnivores,
herbivores/vegetarians, fruitarians, breatharians…time will tell. The proof is
in the pudding; and my pudding is flowing fairly regularly.
Xana La Fuente's Photos
Thanks Xana La Fuente for capturing what my eyes have been seeing of late. Too cool photo!!!!
Sleep state does create more of the Bliss Chemicals and so does standing in the wind and sunshine!!! More chi coming into my system creates fun times. Just been reading Daniel Goleman's Meditative Mind in the introduction he speaks of Maharaji Neemkaroli Baba's stage development. Baba had ingested a huge dose of psychedelics and nothing happened!!! There was nowhere for his awareness to go; he was already experiencing psychedelic landscapes. I ain't gonna take a hand-full of psychedelics cause my stomach is burning pretty hard from all this Golden Elixir and I see too many of these scenes already. Course I am getting used to them. They are lovely...course this is the 2 dimensional version. Think of this picture with light playing through the scene and add a whole lot of sparkles. I have learned to focus on the cracks in the sidewalk to keep me walking in a straight line. Well, they are supposed to be straight. They get a bit squiggly for me at times.
Onward and Upward,
Ashoka Ishaya
