That Lost Sacred Art
Sunday, September 7th, 2008I drove to him last night, he called at 1am. Just based on his schedule that’s often the best we can do. I was hunting for my camera battery charger, and his call was oh so welcome. I drove through all the drunken pedestrians and drivers, up to the not so good block where we meet when both of our homes our uninhabitable due to our crazy lifestyles.
We both believe and actively study attuneness, do this often through meditation. This time I studied how I was breathing more closely, I think this time he noticed I had picked up the trick. As we lapsed into meditation in tune.
The thing about long term meditation work, especially when combined with deep breathing, music, art, and writing/reading philosophy; is that you learn to trust your body, and how to push it past the brink. To push past all fear, anxiety, self want and desire, and resonate with another. Tapping into that deeper primal rhythm of connectedness.
Ever try to do extended breath work while getting fucked harder than the beat of a heavy tribal drum circle? It’s kinda crazy, euphoric, doing measured breathing, due to the intensity of it I could only manage 4 second inhale/4 second exhale. Part of it though is remaining in tune, and the breathing my follow. My breathing was not to match his. At times syncopated, and times straight up basic meditation breathing, that’s what I would return to when I’d begin to gasp.
It’s a lot like dance, it’s impossible to follow every beat, I’d look ridiculous. Doing the same thing the whole time would be equally so. Rhythm is something to flow within, not with, or on.
Meditation is of course the same way, at least when it enters the realm of trance. I close my eyes, still my mind, focus on my breathing, then catch my breath and feel it, catch the resonance with it and the moment. Hyperfocus on that. There’s a point of intune with the moment where I stop breathing automatically. The inhale doesn’t come, and that moment of conscious awareness arises and takes in the next air.
I started doing deep trance work when I was 15, by the time I was 19, if I shook out incorrectly of one of my deeper states, I’d get violently ill and throw up. Self directed consciousness has to be closely monitored. My meditation is a relaying of mental patterns, reforming basic states of the body from an intuitive level, bringing them to a state that allows an awareness of mind without self directed thought.
All emotions must be let go, and released if they begin to rearise, especially fear, there is no room for fear in this kind of trance work. Any thought or emotion will direct the trance state, if it’s strong and out of place enough, violently shaking it open, or turning it to nightmarish and trapping levels.
Meditation is a universal lesson, study, and experience of awareness. I apply the principles when I drive my car in rough weather, to dance and performance, to walking alone at night in the city, to writing, to sex.
