Om seems to be a trend of late. I've written about the birth of a wee boy name Om. And this weekend I had the distinct pleasure of experiencing a tuning fork set to the frequency of Om. The location was Newark, NJ - my friend Lourdes' home. I know what you're thinking - driveby gunfire, car alarms, thugs on the street corner. Oh no no no. First of all, she has priviledge of living in the uptown part of Newark. More importantly, her home couldn't be further removed from inner city violence and ugliness. Imagine an English cottage garden in the front yard. Think on flowering perennials and herbs tilting in the breeze. Sage so pungent that she dries and ties it with string for homemade smudges. Then picture a cosy house painted in brilliant colors and festooned with Disney characters. How un-innercity can you get? Moreover, the staggering supply of crystals, dieties, candles and assorted talismans keep this home as safe and protected as the Rosetta Stone.
It was in this setting that Lourdes brought out the tuning fork, informing us that it was set to the frequency of Om. Of course we had to test this declaration by thumping it vigorously to hear the low decibel vibrations. Placed to the hand the emissions went straight through bone and muscle. We thought it capable of breaking up muscle distress, memories and even disease. Perhaps you would like to try it yourself?
4 comments:
Glad you enjoy the time at our home. I do believe the company made the house cozier and the atmosphere warmer. Thank you for the kind words and I can't wait to do it all over again. Be warned, another tuning fork will be at house soon : ) Lourdes
Rekha, you perfectly captured the occasion! It was warm and wonderful with great food, even better company and lots of laughter...all of which was equally as healing as the tuning fork. Which, btw, I HAVE to get one of for myself.
I think I may need to purchase a lot of tuning forks for next time, LOL!
Definitely!
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