Circle is Life
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I walk into a room of strangers sitting cross-legged on yoga mats arranged in a circle. It is the hour after a late dinner in our Bahay Kalipay Retreat Center. They are casually in hushed conversations with each other, not knowing what to expect and are using their nonchalant language to displace the mix of anxiety and excitement brought about by the sort of conversations that anticipate the different possible experiences that are known to erupt on this wooden floor. Most participants have never experienced the process, have only read something in websites, watched videos or have talked to others.
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My eyes travel the room, sensing people as I deliver a short introduction to bring context to the innerdance process that happens here twice a week. It is not difficult to know which person I am about to invite to the center of the circle. Something in their eyes send out resonance just as much as it receives it from the strange things I may utter about a thing that actually is strange.
I can only imagine what it might be like for someone to walk to the center of a room, be asked to lay down and with little preparation, dive into a spiritual experience while others watch what happens to your body that implodes spontaneously.
I can only imagine what it might be like for someone to walk to the center of a room, be asked to lay down and with little preparation, dive into a spiritual experience while others watch what happens to your body that implodes spontaneously.
The conditions are ripe for a journey into the essence of Self-World. Without music or ritual, I touch various parts of the head, whispering softly in a hovering distance
out of the vastness of what you see now, choose just one
As I say this, I watch the eyelids flutter in REM states. As consciousness expands outwards, I paradoxically invite the Mind to focus inwards. I then say
now enter that one point
out of the vastness of what you see now, choose just one
As I say this, I watch the eyelids flutter in REM states. As consciousness expands outwards, I paradoxically invite the Mind to focus inwards. I then say
now enter that one point
At this moment, something, nothing, anything or everything happens. The body shivers, shakes, bounces, weeps, shouts or laughs. As the mind enters the field within the one point, I say it again
OUT OF THE VASTNESS OF WHAT YOU SEE WITHIN THE ONE, CHOOSE JUST ONE. THEN ENTER THAT ONE
How does the smallest point contain the biggest?
Ten minutes into the journey into one's inner cosmos, I quietly and clearly speak two questions the universe itself has asked me again and again. Directing it to the person's deep trance
How do the tiny parts of an entire universe each contain the universe?"
With-in Singularity
At the Black Hole's center, gravity becomes infinitely dense, coalescing towards what is called Singularity. Within Singularity, spacetime curves towards an immeasurable singular region where there is no differentiation between zero and absolute volume.
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Over the years, many people describe such a space:
In the innerdance, it's in the N3 Sleep Stage in the playlist where humans take a deep dive into the Black Whole.