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.
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."
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 point."
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:
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."
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 point."
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 does the smallest point contain the biggest?"
- "How do the tiny parts of an entire universe each contain the universe?"
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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. Over the years, many people describe such a space: |
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- "There is nothing to see and yet I see everything. I can live like this forever." - Joyce
- "There was something really beautiful in that moment when I realized the separation was actually missing. There was no story of living or dying in this life. It was all just being part of something infinite." - Karoliina
- "I have just lost the definition and feeling of 'feeling.' When I say this, it is not just the word that represents it that I am unable to grasp. Feelings themselves feel alien and an unknown construct. In this, I am in some sort of Zero-Point." - Saule
- “Psychology has no helpful words for much of innerdance. What psychiatry cannot hope to express is the sweeping flow of sensorial overlay, the experience of raw energy coursing through the body. In this state, I found my mind, body and soul to become One.” - Dr. Nick Smith
- “There was a contraction in the womb and then I burst into tears. It was such a deep and long cry turning into so much love I could not imagine was possible to feel.” - Brigita
- “I just passed out, remembering nothing, hearing nothing, feeling nothing. I have no dreams, no thoughts. Yet despite the thought that 'Nothing has happened,’ so much is happening that influences my life today to the point I could not even imagine this much change is possible.” - Marta
- “After I stopped trying to explain what was happening, I found myself filled with peace. I’ve looked up the Internet and tried to find a “logical” explanation for what happened. To date, I still have not found an acceptable, rational explanation. What I do know is that I felt and continue to feel presence more acutely after I experienced the Inner Dance.” - Kay
In the innerdance, it's in the N3 Sleep Stage in the playlist where humans take a deep dive into the Black Whole. In remembrance of sleep, death and all things represented by the Black, the following podcast introduces the Violet from a personal chapter that honors one of the first activations of innerdance process through metaphors from which the Universe sees itself in the ordinary.
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