Last Friday night I participated in a group session using
ancient Tibetan bowls. Bill Cael, the bowl
master, comes to Whitefish a couple of times a year with his bowls and holds
these amazing healing sessions. In preparation
for the bowls, we were asked to set our intentions. We were asked to let go of something, and to
set the intention for what we want to allow and create. We shared these with the group, and then laid
down to open to the bowls.
The first session was a little over an hour long, with all
of the bowls playing at different times, sending out deep, old vibrations to
open and realign us. I paid attention
and followed the pace of the bowls for a while, and as my body felt liquefied
and non existent, my mind held on as long as it could, my ego striving to keep
me present in the room and not surrendering to the bowls. Then Bill played this ancient 15 inch bowl
and the resonance from that bowl hit my cheek bones and the vibration lifted top
of my head off and I was gone, completely surrendered to the cosmos and all
that was possible.
When he completed this first part of the evening, it took
our group a long time to re-gather ourselves back into our bodies and become
aware of the room and those around us. We
all agreed that something really deep took place in the room with these new
bowls. Next, we each had an opportunity
to lie down and do an individual healing with two large bowls on either side of
our heads and one on a chakra that presented itself for the work. For me, it was my second chakra, where my
hips have been tight and I have felt restricted in aligning my body with my
intention to move forward.
At the end of the evening we were asked to be gentle with
our bodies and limit our access to technology and music with lyrics, and film…all
those components that have influence over us.
It was necessary to honor the process of the bowls and allow integration
to take place. I was told it could take
a couple of days because of the power of the two large bowls. Good advice, necessary advice…. and for me,
by Saturday morning it was apparent that I needed more time to integrate and it
was important to get out in nature and separate myself from the hum and buzz of
our busy mountain town in full tourist season!
Ted and I loaded up the truck and took off to Little
Terriault, a high mountain lake up north only 30 miles from the Canadian border. We spent two peaceful nights camping at the
edge of a shallow clear lake under the tall evergreens, protected by a
magnificent rock formation on the side of the mountain peak, basking in the almost
full moon of Saturday and Sunday nights.
Between the sacred geometry and balanced encoding of nature, and the
moon rays of the evenings, I aligned back into my body.
Now, almost five days since the bowl healing, I am
re-gathering still, yet in new form, knowing the old me, and this new me is here,
scrubbed clean and ready to move forward.
The bowls were a magnificent gift, delivered to all of us up
here in Northwest Montana during the time of the Grand
Trine and the Full Moon. I can only hope
each of you has an opportunity to work with the bowls at some time in your life….they
are life changing and bring the soul to the surface so beautifully.
Peace to all.
Denise
