i'm still feeling the resonance of the sound from our group chanting aum last evening. the harmony is exquisite and rich. it is clear that there are men and women, higher and lower pitch and all kinds of different voices. and yet the sound is one. it is smooth, it is round. within one, many. i wonder is this a taste of oneness? earlier, before chanting began, shivaa fed us with a splendid salad. as i now chew on the vibration of the collective sound i recall the panoply of the salad components: assorted greens of hues of astringency and bitterness, fig, blue goat cheese, grapefruit, pomegranate, roasted walnut. each has its own unique, fantastic flavor. alchemy happens when they are tossed together. a grand taste is born. one taste, out of many. at the same time i can clearly tell which is which on my palate.
somewhere in all this i believe i am doing better in staying grounded in the midst of a constant whirl of worldly opposites.
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