So I just had the craziest experience in yoga, and i finally understand Om. My grandma would always try to explain what Om was when I was little. She would say an om and then say – listen, you can hear it all the time. It's the sound of the universe. It's the sound the universe makes. But I could never hear it and it was always frustrating because when I listened in the silent still montana forest, I could only hear a high pitched ringing in my ears. It didn't sound very impressive, and I doubted that the universe made a high pitched buzz. Didn't sound powerful enough. It was probably powerlines. Or dry pine needles about to burst from hot montana summer sun.
Recently at LiB I ate acid and did a meditation i've been doing lately where i radiate love (which apparently has a name - metta bhavana) I went right back into my 5meo-DTM journey (which i will write about soon) and remembered the intensely powerful buzzing vibration that is also a taste and a smell and a feeling that I forgot from the original journey. I remembered the sound/taste/feel/smell of the divine from the DTM journey. it was so powerful and beautiful and terrifying and awe inspiring and i WAS the vibration.
Then I did yoga today and as we all Omed together I was totally blown away and overwhelmed when I felt that same deep vibration in the Om sound and realized that fucking DUH, that vibration that I was feeling in those journeys is OM. It is the sound of the universe. The sound of the divine. I had to stop Oming because it's impossible to cry and Om at the same time. It totally rocked my world.
Getting my world rocked by the universe gets more and more standard as this journey goes on.
