There I was, on a recent Friday night, sitting cross-legged on the second floor of a very dark, very mysterious mansion. In the lotus position, I was chanting in Sanskrit, thinking—how the hell am I going to explain this one?
My friends call my recent experience woo-woo. You’ve been forewarned. A little woo-woo coming your way.
What they call woo-woo I call quantum physics.
This particular Friday night, I was participating in a crystal bowl healing. For the uninitiated, this means I was lying in a room with about 25 other people, while a woman “played” the bowls. Each bowl, when played, emits different sounds. You can not only hear these sounds, but feel them. The room reverberates with them.
Why, you might ask, was I participating in what looked like an adult sleepover? Because, quantum physics.
If you buy into the precepts of quantum physics, we are each just vibrating energy (as is everything else in the world). Crystal bowls emit frequencies that can “tune” our bodies’ frequencies for optimum health and healing.
Perhaps you see why my friends say woo-woo? Aw, they love me anyway.
To me, the crystal bowl bit seems perfectly logical. I believe we will eventually realize medicine should be focused on energy at the quantum level, rather than chemistry.
For 45 minutes or so, I lay on the floor with my yoga mat and blankets, just listening and relaxing. Then, we were asked to do some chanting to ground us. And, ironically enough, after this New Age experience we all returned to our homes to do very non-woo-woo things. Like dishes. Ironing. Accounting for our business.
While you may be picturing some very “out there” personalities, it was a room filled with very ordinary people. A couple of yogi types—men probably in their late 60s with shaved heads–sat near the door. I was next to a couple of women about the same age, but to my left were two college coeds (one of whom really needs to address her snoring issues). Some women looked like busy moms. Others like marathoners. And at the last minute, a businessman walked into the room still in his suit and wingtips. No blankets, no pillows. He just lay down on the hard floor. I guess he needed this hour more than the rest of us.
My friends ask what I got out of this session. During it, not much other than 60 minutes to just be. And that’s worth something in my busy life. But after the session, I can only tell you I have been belly laughing more. Feeling less tired and more energetic.
I know, I know. You’re going to say it’s the placebo effect. I beg to differ. I went to a gong bath several years ago that did nothing—zippo—zilch for me. During or after. This crystal bowl bit was different. I went in thinking I had nothing to lose (except the $25 fee). I came out feeling better. Not immediately. But within about 24 to 48 hours.
When I told some friends about the session at dinner a couple of weeks ago, they were laughing. A bit skeptical as a group. But then one texted me she had found a local place for a gong bath—would I be willing to try it again with her? Another told me in the grocery store she wanted to accompany me to my next crystal bowl healing.
Well, would you look at who is getting a little woo-woo now? She says with a knowing smile.