Tuesday evening the Urbanovich clan will be hosting a “Tibetan Singing Bowl Gathering.”
WTF you ask? Good question.
For those of you NON-hippie, primal screaming, left leaning, Eastern thinking, free loving folk (you know who you are) according to Wikipedia Tibetan Singing Bowls:
(also known as rin gongs, Himalayan bowls or suzu gongs) are a type of bell, specifically classified as a standing bell. Rather than hanging inverted or attached to a handle, singing bowls sit with the bottom surface resting. The sides and rim of singing bowls vibrate to produce sound characterized by a fundamental frequency (first harmonic) and usually two audible harmonic overtones (second and third harmonic).
And why would we hippie, primal screaming, left leaning, Eastern thinking, free loving folk want to do this? Well, according to Wikipedia:
Singing bowls are used worldwide for meditation, music, relaxation, and personal well-being. They are used by a wide range of professionals, including health professionals, school teachers, musicians and spiritual teachers. Singing bowls are used in health care by sound healers, psychotherapists, massage therapists, cancer specialists, stress and meditation specialists. They are used to help treat cancer patients and also for post traumatic stress disorder. They are popular in classrooms to help facilitate group activities and focus students’ attention.
So all are invited to attend, 7:00pm at Case de la Urb to learn how to focus.
Though, as usual, hosting such a gathering has me thinking. I was raised in conservative environment (and by raised I mean until I was 40) where activities of this type were considered the bastion of crazy people. Weirdos. Freaks.
I mean we will be sitting around in a circle trying to create sound and vibrations in an attempt to bring inner peace and healing…and focus.
This is an acoustic round of “Kumbaya My Lord” on an anabolic, HGH, testosterone, steroid cocktail.
So, as much as I am freeing myself up to engage and feel the power of this evening, that conservative “in-the-box” blood runs deep. I mean what is next?…a clothing optional acid tripping singing bowl drum circle? Hmmmm.
Am I a crazy, weirdo, freak? Of course I am. I am just not sure that hosting this event is what makes me one. I realize my angst has nothing to do with singing bowls; it has to do with the larger issues of opening ourselves up to seeing life differently, accepting things we may not understand and stretching our life paradigms in constant search of finding more depth and understanding. This may happen any number of ways, though, for today, it comes by way of created vibrations from a singing bowl; tomorrow it may be something entirely different.
I realize human beings have a fantastic way of vilifying all things we do not understand or that is different from the way we do life. I have dedicated myself to resist this very human impulse. If I do not “get” you, or what you do, or what you think, I vow not vilify or think less of you. In this case, I refuse to vilify myself -which is difficult to do after years of vilifying all those not like me.
There are issues I believe in very strongly. Yet for those who might disagree I give the benefit of the doubt. They are not villains with bad intentions, they simply have a different thought process…a process I might have something to learn from. When we vilify we build walls, fear and mistrust. When we question and assume good intentions by our philosophical foes, we create a culture of good will, vibes and energy.
So come sing a bowl with us, feel the good energy and stretch yourself in ways never before considered.