TM, Exploring Life Philosophy With Drug Enhanced Acupunture, episode 10

forest

Previously on TM:

–That close JT, but it not movie, it reality. We live in three dimension but there are many dimensions, all stacked up against each other. Like movies at video store, ownry you cannot choose which movie you watch.
–No time to waste, gotta pick out my best clothes and get cleaned up, I’m going on a date that is about to change my plot.

Follow Or Fall Behind
J. T. Hilltpop

To say the plot of my destiny changed because of Shay is an understatement. We have been together three nights in a row and tonight she wants me to come over and watch a movie because she needs to get up early tomorrow but still wants to see me. And man oh man do I want to see her, she’s on my mind like 24/7. I think about her at work, during lunch, in the shower, …well you get it, all the friggen time. And when she calls me Justin I melt, it sounds so incredible. Who would have thought a chance meeting on the street, with me being a clumsy oaf, could end up a serious relationship overnight? Not me, that’s for sure, but I remain convinced this is more than just a chance meeting. Call it Karma, or Kismet, or fate but the fact that her name is Shay, I met her a few hours after the most enlightening experience in my life so far, and that our chemistry was instantaneous and quite similar to what I feel for my whatever it is for Ambrosina from my “trip” is not random coincidence. Like Kha says, sometimes the universe jut conspires in our favor and balances everything out for us. But I need to remember she isn’t Ambrosina, she’s Shay and the depth of my Transcendental Medication adventures should probably remain secret going to the grave with me. I not only want to make love to Shay I want to be with her and some weird convoluted story of a mystery lover, paradise island, and hallucinations the doc calls reality may scare her off. I’ve been afraid to rush it, I don’t want Shay thinking I’m like a vulture boyfriend just looking for a quick jump in the waterfall pool but tonight felt like it may just be the right time. Tonight is the night I will literally knock her socks off. Or at least take them off.
After spending over an hour attempting to get every hair in place, remove all possible body odors, and actually ironing my shirt I was ready. I had stopped off and purchased a nice Chateneuf Du Pape burgundy and a wheel of Camembert which I found out was her favorite cheese. When she let me in my anticipation gene kicked in and the nervousness ensued. “Oh wow, nice choice there Justin, come on in and make yourself comfortable, I’ll open the wine to let it breathe. I picked out a movie, hope you like it.” I made my way to the couch and looked at the movie she chose. The Notebook! Shit! What exactly does that mean? Romantic? Sexy? Sexy romantic? She either wants to make love or wants to wait until we’re totally ready. WTH? Shay walked into the room and removed all my insane frantic uncertainties. She walked straight over to me and just about threw her mouth over mine as our tongues collided on the oral dancefloor jumping into saliva tango overdrive. In less than a second we were wrapped in each others arms clawing desperately in a passionate embrace. “Justin baby, I was gonna wait till after the movie but I think we better go make love right now!”
The two of us ran towards her bedroom taking off our clothes as we did and by the time I got to her bed she was completely naked and my pants were around my ankles prohibiting me from walking and forcing me to hop. As I bounced clumsily to her bed Shay put both hands on my under shorts an ripped them off. Together we flew onto her bed groping and clutching each others bodies. I remembered the lessons Ambrosina had taught me and immediately applied the experience into pleasing Shay by paying total attention to her sexual needs first. At first she resisted by grabbing my solid erection and stroking it gently but surrendered once I positioned myself between her thighs. Shay had completely surrendered to my touch trusting me to take her on a ride to ecstasy and I dove in head first. Literally. Well figuratively too, I put all my focus on satisfying her completely. We had both surrendered to each other and accepted responsibility for each others complete enjoyment, a perfect unison of sexual pleasure. I had learned my love lesson well and applied it to the one woman who has rocked the shit out of my world. We never watched the movie nor drank the wine, we stayed in the bed until morning.
Over the course of the night, in between the lovemaking sessions, Shay rested her head on my chest in such a way that we were totally unaware that life was going on all around us. I breached the subject of Dr. Kha and the clinic because I knew this relationship was headed somewhere that secrets like that shouldn’t be kept. Shay had heard of the clinic and was a little concerned, it has a reputation of being a little “out there” and many people thought it to be cultish in nature. I assured her it wasn’t anything like that but I know she was a tad uneasy about it. I was due back in the clinic in four days and a much ass I wanted things nice an smooth with me and Shay I didn’t want to end my journey yet. Thankfully Shay understood, or at least said she did so it was set. I was at her apartment every night before my clinic night and promised her I would call her in the morning.
As soon as I arrived Kha knew I was stressed, “Come on JT, come inside room, I see you trouble today my son, maybe best we no use tank.” I followed him into a small room with nothing but impossible geometric figures on the wall, as though it had been decorated by the great MC Escher. There was nothing in the room itself save a small table with four chairs around it, “Sit my son, I prace needles while you have hot cup tea and we talk. Today put needles in paste of Lophophora root from Chihuahuan Desert in Mexico, little stronger than last session but no need tank, ownry music and tea.” A soft melodic tune was seeping from the speakers that sounded like traditional Spanish Flamenco slowed way down. Shondra came in with a steaming cup of what I assume was tea, “Here you are Mr. Hilltop, Coahuila Tea with lime, it’s a special brew used by the Huichol Indians. Its so delicious its all I drink anymore.” She smiled warmly as she placed the steaming mug in front of me. The comfort of steaming tea and soft music put me at ease. Dr. Kha rolled his “tool” cart behind me, “Today feel slight burn but no worry JT, just drink tea and relax. So tell me son, what have you been up to?” He began placing the needles in my back around my shoulders and neck and as promised it burned slightly. “Well Doc, I met a nice woman and we’ve been spending a lot of time together. We talked about you and the clinic a bit.” I expected apprehension but he was calm as a cucumber, “Oh that very good, sound serious if you tell about your medication here. Tell me JT, does this girlfriend approve of you come here?” Here it comes, “Well I have to admit Shay was a little bit concerned, but I explained to her I was just looking for a profound philosophical answers and how it relaxes me completely. Of course I said nothing of my trips.” Kha had finished placing the last of the needles in my back and sat across from me, “Her name Shay? That interesting no? You know no such thing as coincidence in universe balance, eh?” This wasn’t the first time I put it together, Shea and Shay, and he was asking rhetorically, “Let me ask you something JT, when first you come here you ask why something instead of nothing correct?” I merely nodded because my eyelids were getting heavy an my lip were refusing to join in any conversations, “So you think maybe universe come from nothing yes? First was nothing then whether believe in god say let be light or big bang explosion create universe it must come from something right? How god become god or how atoms become bounce around to make explosion? But what not know is universe not first universe.” I continued nodding getting more and more sleepy by the second, “ Truth is my son, universe result not so much of big bang as loud pop. Universe squeeze through giant of black hole from other universe then expand like balloon because it equal and opposite reaction to black hole. It full of other smaller black holes and every black hole in universe will create new mini universe within a universe we call galaxy. That why so many galaxies, alternate dimensions, alternate realities. And law of physics in our solar system not same everywhere. Think about earth my boy, everyone walk same because law of physics allow very low resistance, gravity hold us down but if people need walk under ocean law of physics different. Cannot walk normal walk much slower and against much more resistance. Running underwater impossible for us but many creatures move around ocean very fast. Creature that live in sea must adapt to environment. Same in alternate dimensions and other galaxies, what seem normal right now perhaps completely different in other dimension, but you shall see that when you get to one. Today you will travel to meet Castomar. He will teach you dimensions and four truth, then next session I take you to god as I promise. But remember this my son, not everything what seem all time, if……
I must have trailed off and fallen asleep because I was awoken by the warmth and crackling sound of a small campfire. I was sitting cross legged somewhere outside, surrounded by a forest only Walt Disneys people could create. The crackling fire was in front of me, Dr. Kha across, Shea on the right, and an unkempt large hirsute man on my left. I shook my head in an attempt to iron out all the wrinkles in my mind. Shea noticed I was awake, “Well good morning old friend, how are you?” Shea was genuinely happy to see me and I him, I stood up and we embraced in mutual admiration of each other.
Kha’s voice broke the reunion, “No time for pleasantry JT, time for you to hike into Forest to see truths. This Castomar, he shall be your teacher.” I put my hand out to shake but he just stared at me and spoke in a deep firm voice “First things first boy, I’m not Kha and I’m not Shea. I’m not here to baby-sit you I’m here to teach you so when I talk you just shut up and listen. If I say to go somewhere you go, no questions. I move fast and I have a lot to show you in a small amount of time, if you can’t keep up I’ll leave your ass out there to be dinner to the wolves. Got it?!” My head was spinning a bit and he wasn’t waiting for me to regain my composure. Kha nodded for me to go. Shea shook my hand and said “Good luck buddy, you better get going. Don’t let that fool scare you, he’s a great friend and one of the best teachers you could hope for. But he does have a gruff style so you better hurry up. Just don’t piss him off and you’ll be fine.” I embraced Shea biding him a fond farewell as the voice of this tall thin nature man Castomar called out, “Hope your not afraid of snakes kid.” I followed Castomar into the forest with great trepidation. I hope its not warranted.
Shea called Castomar gruff. To call him gruff was an understatement. Dr. Kha warned me he was tough but this dude was all of six foot six and maybe two hundred and fifty pounds of pure muscle. Even his cheeks looked like they worked out. He wore a sort of long animal cloth robe tied with woven hemp rope. Combat fatigues and engineer boots. His head was covered with a green bandana with stringy brown hair hanging unkempt across his shoulders. It appeared as though it was allergic to shampoo. A strong stern face with a full beard that had gray streaks in it. If you told me he was Moses transported to a southern gun collector convention I wouldn‘t have doubted you for a second. But Grizzly Adams Castomar was my guide and not only that, in this ominous looking forest I would most likely fail to survive a day by myself. The thicket was dense, the tree’s full and humongous, and the ground was littered with dead leaves. I had to ask, “Um, Castomar, where exactly are we going?” He didn’t answer or look back, just kept forging a path through the shrubs until we cam to a huge flat rock. Castomar sat down and motioned to me. “Sit own kiddo, time for a water break. Don’t rink too much or too fast.” He pointed to a large mountain, “Up there is where we are going. That’s our campsite. It’s in a different dimension so the hike up there may seem strange. Here, drink some water.” His words had a sort of rhythmic accompaniment, like the scratching of ten gourds which got progressively louder. I accepted the canteen an listened noticing the ground moving around the rock, the dead leaves in constant motion. He was very tough looking, serious dark eyes but I detected an underlying compassion in his voice, he was talking tough not to scare me but to make me aware of danger. “You will hear strange noises and feel a few chills on the way. Pay no attention to the noises, nothing will harm you in the woods if your with Castomar. The chills you feel will be the passing through dimensions so at times your legs my feel heavy, or unbelievably light. Just keep forging forward, if you fall back you could end up stuck in a different dimension for a long time. Once we get to our cabin We’ll have some tea, find our learning spot an then I will explain the four truths. Right now we need to leave because the snakes are all gathering sensing prey” Snakes? Why does it have to be snakes? I kept my Iniana Jones joke to myelf but the next scene was like the one in the tomb. That rhythmic scratching was comin from hundreds of rattlesnakes which were also what the moving earth was. There were snake everywhere I looked, all sticking their fork ass tongues at me!
“This way boy, follow me quickly and I mean quickly!” We moved forward in double time now following an actual path not a forged by Castomar path. Not twenty feet into it I felt the fit chill he mentioned. I lost my equilibrium for a second, as if dizzy from spinning around. I walked behind Castomar as best I could but something kept pulling me to the right. Then I saw the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life, A giant hawk, the size of what I would guess a Pterodactyl would have been. First I let out a piercing shriek then this giant hawk thing let out a better shriek that almost knocked me over as it flew right at us talons extended and this huge blue beak wide open. Now it happened really fast so I can’t say for sure but I swear the beak had sharp vampire like teeth but its really unimportant because Castomar actually punched this giant bird of prey in the head and sent it spinning around in mid air. I expected to see feathers flying everywhere but instead of feathers it was some kin of long thin iridescent scales flying as this crazed animal cried out in intense pain. So intense was the cry I felt it tremble down my spine. I followed behind Castomar as he picked up speed. Behind me I could hear what must have been a few dozen more of those giant vultures shrieking and honking. As I approached a large tree fallen across our path Castomar yelled “Jump” to which I did. I floated through the air like Mike Jordan in slow motion traveling over thirty feet before landing softly. I tried to step but couldn’t as Castomar took my hand, “Just jump JT, only jump. You won’t be able to walk in this dimension.
I jumped and hopped motivating easily over great distance literally floating on air. My last hop found me face down in the in a mud. “Sorry JT, I forgot to tell you we were entering another dimension, but this is the last now its just a three mile hike up the mountain from here an its relatively normal.” I got up from the mud expecting to be dripping in wet cold earth but it was like sand on my face and fell away easily. “Man I gotta tell Mr. Castomar, this dimension crossing is some crazy shit. Are you sure its over?” For the first time I heard him laugh, a deep guttural laugh that caused me to instantly forget all I though about him and smile back. “JT, that’s the worst of it I promise. Well for now anyway, the trip back may be rough but we are in a much safer environment. Safe but still have to get to the cabin before the suns go down.” I looked up in the sky and instead of one big bright sun there was four small less bright suns across the sky. I didn’t want Castomar to hear so I mumbled to myself, “Jesus shit this is the weirdest god damn trip I’ve ever been on. And its only started.

TBC

Transcendental Medication (Exploring philosophy through drug enhanced acupuncture)

garden

Previously on TM
A tear trickled down my cheek, a tear of pure joy. Ambrosina was here! I turned to absorb her soul swearing I would not let this be our last time. I don’t care what Kha, Shea, or anyone says, Ambrosina is not leaving me this time. There she stood, arms stretched out waiting for me.
Episode 8
The Garden Of Truth

We embraced so tight, neither of us wanting to let go, my body was shaking. “Ambrosina, tell me this is all real, it has to be.” I was burning with desire for her, but this time it was emotional desire. Don’t get me wrong, I also wanted to make love with her, like forever, but I wanted her to fill me, to fill my soul with her sweetness. “Lets not talk about that now JT, come take a walk with me.” I let her free from my bear hug and we held hands as we strolled along the garden path. “Where are we going?” Ambrosina seemed conflicted, both happy and sad. She lightly squeezed my hand, “This way baby, I have something to show you, just follow me along the stream.” We walked along a running stream filled with large rocks, I could hear the sound of water crashing down on the rocks up in the distance, “Are we going to a waterfall?” She looked at me smiling, the most beautiful smile ever, eyes sparkling and full of love, “Just come with me JT, don’t ask so many questions. I’ll take you where you need to go.” I silently obeyed walking along this utopian path upstream simply overjoyed to be with her, not caring anymore where we go as long a we’re together. A strange thought hit me. I almost asked her if she was God right then but thought better of it. We walked along the stream in silence, our souls intertwined.
The pounding of water got louder, Ambrosina let go of my hand. “We have to cross here baby, jump across on the driest rock you can find. When we get to the waterfall you will be almost where you need to be.” She pranced off jumping from rock to rock crossing the stream to the other side so I followed. I hadn’t noticed much because I had been looking at my feet trying to stay on dry rocks when she stopped, “What do you think?” I thought I had seen more beauty on this island than possible until I looked up at the falls. Sheets of crystal clear water rolling off the top of a forty foot mountain, reaching out in a glasslike cascade into the stream. Sunlight beamed down off the arc of clear water and shot out in shards of energy. The water bounced of the pool on the bottom of the stream and spread cool mists of fresh water vapor over us. I couldn’t speak. “There is a special place at the top of the falls I want to take you. From there we will be able to see everything. Everything the Garden has to offer, including truth.” I had no clue what she meant but I followed as she climbed up towards the top, using the greenery as a stepping ladder.
We climbed without words, our labored breathing getting shorter with each advance. Twenty minutes of hiking through natural splendor, being refreshed by mists of water, listening to its pure force crackling through the air. The natural wonder was putting on an audio and visual spectacular just for us. At the very top the view offered a completely different perspective. We were on top of the world, nothing but beauty below us. Ambrosina pointed to an alcove off to the right as she stepped in the water towards it. She waded waist deep in the water heading near the falls which worried me. Was she thinking I might like diving down the water? I hope not, I’m definitely not ready for that, but she stopped right at the edge. Carved into the rock was a perfect tub, the water rushing around it and the tub filled with warm still water. Ambrosina removed her clothing waiting for me to do the same. She held out her hand so I joined her, both of us naked in a natural hot tub looking over a waterfall into utopia. “Isn’t it beautiful JT? We can see the world from here.” And we could, the sky was vast and tangible, a deep cobalt sheet of pure air painted with clouds. The clouds were a vibrant white in perfect positioning, huge billows of cotton animal shapes with stretches of fibers stretching across the horizon. We sat together in the warm water up to our chests and attempted to take it all in. My island now seemed so much bigger, full of life. “Ambrosina, this I the most remarkable place in the world. Do I have to leave here? Can’t we stay like this forever, this moment frozen in time?” She placed her head on my chest circling her arms around my waist. I wrapped both arms around her willing to protect her from anything, not wanting to let go. “I’m sorry JT, but once we’re done here you must go back. But you will have this moment and all of our moments together in your heart forever, the memory is real. And you will find another one to share this feeling with.” I felt blood leaving my face, “I don’t want anyone else Ambrosina, I want you. I love you!” I held her tighter to my body, “What is love my sweet? Have you learned from me what true love is? We had lust filled sex pledging ourselves to each other. Is that what love is?”
I knew what she wanted to hear but I was afraid if I told her I knew now what true love is her time with me would be done. But I did love her, so I couldn’t lie to her, I have learned that that’s part of what love is, trust and honesty. “No, that’s not love completely but it is part of what love is. Love is total surrender and total commitment. When you dominated me I surrendered myself to you sexually, but also emotionally. It wasn’t an unpleasant surrender, I wanted to be consumed by you. Yet when I dominated you it was you who surrendered and I enjoyed that more than I thought I would. Not to rule you, but to have you care so deeply for me you were willing to be whatever I needed you to be, as I was for you. Love is a mutual surrender and a mutual acceptance. Not a surrender of defeat but a surrender that gave me strength I didn‘t realize I had. I know sex and love are related but of that I‘m not sure exactly how.”
Ambrosina glided across the a water embracing me warmly. “Sex is a physical feeling , a tangible expression but love is a concept my dear. We have sex in order to alter our biological evolution, to force mutations so we may move forward as a species. We fall in love to stabilize our emotions, which spin out of control with each evolutionary advance because of the mutations, the co-mingling of cultural emotions. Look down at those beautiful flowers, each one is programmed through evolution to have an inviting look and aroma to attract an insect, like a bee. The look and smell of that flower determine if an insect will come courting which is crucial to the existence of them both. Neither the insect nor the flower have a clue of how significant their intense love making dance has been, they only know its enjoyable so they do it. In that respect nature fools them using the enjoyment of sex to increase the number of sexual encounters upping the odds of their progression. Much like us. The more enjoyable sex is the more often we have it, resulting in more children to grow and repeat the process. Without passionate love making we would be emotionally weak and have less opportunities of offspring. It has come to represent an expression of how deeply we are committed to each other, that’s why you burn with desire, not sexual desire but the desire to express your love far beyond words to ensure it stays. Unfortunately love doesn‘t stay all the time, sometimes we progress differently in our emotions and that makes us unhappy.” I ready to ask her the one question I needed an answer to.
“Ambrosina? ….Are you God?” Her smile embraced me, “No JT, no I’m not God, you have yet to speak with her. Think of me as a substitute teacher, I’m here to shine a light so you can see the dark truths better. Maybe I shouldn’t tell you this but I’m a manifestation of someone in your time stream, someone in your future. You won’t recognize me at sight, but there will come a time when you will be aware of me but you mustn’t say anything, she won‘t be aware. The time is almost here baby, soon you need go down the mountain to Shea. You still have the four truths and the cosmic truths to learn. I’ve completed what you need to know, you have understood much. It’s not many who have the opportunity to understand love at the quantum level. Come let’s make love to me one last time.”
Without a word we stood up and Ambrosina lead me to a clearing at the top of the falls and we made passionate love, both of us giving and taking throughout. I had never before understood the true meaning of unity in love but Ambrosina and I had become one person, one concept. Love is bliss, a joy expressible in words. I have no idea how long we made love, or how many times, when I’m with her time doesn’t exist. But it does end, and like the previous times it ended with us collapsed tightly in each other arms until we closed our eyes, our bodies, our minds, and slept. The shouting of my name woke me up, the familiar voice of Shea, “JT! Comer on buddy, its time to go.” This time I wasn’t angry, I wasn’t panicked, I was okay with it, with everything. My huge smile and I walked down the mountain oblivious to our surroundings.
“Well someone is sure happy.” Shea was correct, I was happy, I was ready for the next step. “Yes Shea, I am. I understand it now, its not about possession, its about unity, full and true unity. I’m ready now, what’s next? God?” Shea’s eye’s revealed instantly what was next, “I’m afraid this is it for this visit JT. I have to bring you back to Kha. But remember this my boy, we all have the ability to alter our present. Our opening scene and final scene are set, but if you want it badly enough, you can alter the act. Change your plot JT.”
That was the last word spoken on the trip. I was physically and emotionally drained and followed Shea like a sheep as he led me back to my row boat. Once I got in the boat Shea began pushing it out into the river. I took one last look back at my paradise island smiling. I’m really going to miss this place! The boat moved with the current and was picking up speed. Before I knew it I was moving at a very fast rate caught in a rapid. The boat was taking on water and I lost my balance. From the bottom of the boat I could see the water rushing in over me covering me. I feared I was going to drown. Suddenly the boat was lifted up and the water cleared away. It took me a half a minute to realize I wasn’t in a boat at all, but I had been lifted from Kha’s deprivation tank. Oops there goes gravity, back to reality!
TBC

Transcenental Medication

anada

Philosophy? I Got Nuthin

Nothing is the absence of anything. Anything is something so nothing must be something if its anything. Wait, how can there be nothing if anything can be nothing making nothing something? If its something then there can be no true nothing because the minute you name it nothing it becomes something. Man this shit is so confusing. That makes it impossible to be nothing right? Then what in the hell is nothing? The search for nothing is how I began my journey of ultimate discovery to answer the ultimate philosophic conundrum, why is there something instead of nothing. This is where the scientific wedge splits apart the theory of creationists and the creationist concept argues how everything began. Both sides of the discussion agree that at first there was nothing but one side believes God created the world, and the other side claims an explosion occurred creating a ripple in the fabric of time creating matter. Phew, glad that’s cleared up! But wait, if there was nothing, where the hell did god come from or what caused the explosion. Where did the two colliding atoms come from? That only brings us back to nothing. Everyone agrees that before the universe existed there was…..nothing. Nothing is so powerful Jerry Seinfeld made a successful TV show about it. Sometimes nothing is everything. But I have nothing to hide, nothing to fear, and nothing to show for it so off I went on a spiritual journey to find nothing.
I think Socrates summed it up pretty good, “The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing” So for me to be truly wise that’s what I need to know. Nothing. Lots of people have nothing to say and say it all day long but I don’t want to get into politics here I want to concentrate on nothing. Some people spend years on such spiritual journeys and others find what they are looking for on a quick puddle jumper. My journey began with a needle. Many needles actually, it was during an intense session of meditation while receiving acupuncture that nothing first became clear. A clarification here, this wasn’t an actual journey, I never set out on a search of nothing but nothing has always been on my mind. In truth I believe the journey began with my first chemically induced trip. An LSD trip that is, the drug that enabled me to pursue practices such as astral projection and dimension diving. I don’t recommend LSD to anyone that would be unwise but it certainly did open my eyes and mind to things previously unseen. I learned many things during my years of hallucinogen experimentation, the most valuable being an ability to enter into a deep trancelike meditative state.
While under the influence of this mind bending drug I entered into meditations in which I successfully separated my mind from my physical being. I never astral projected to ethereal other worlds or experienced any alien abductions but I did find alternate states of my own self which sort of put my brain on hold as it rebooted leaving the cortex clear of bullshit clutter and effectively giving my occipital a lobe job, if only for a short time. I was a line cook at Windows On The World where orders came in as fast as a bumble bee’s in-flight sexual experience so meditating was extremely helpful, and I always “tranced out” a half hour before service helping me to reduce and often eliminate clutter leaving less room for mistakes in my orders. A very powerful tool meditating, and a practice I continued long after I stopped taking tabs of mind expanders.
It was very effective but restaurant work pace was so brutal it left me with many physical discomforts. So after a life of hard work in high pressure fast paced restaurants I developed a common condition amongst chefs, chronic back ache. I tried physical therapy, chiropractors, pain management therapy and an old favorite, opiates, self medication, and alcohol therapy but everything managed the pain only briefly. After years of frustrating attempt’s to control the pain I opted to go for acupuncture. My theory was the combination of pins, needles, and meditation would have a long lasting effect.
Brimming with optimistic vibes I went to see Dr. Khandro, a Tibetan acupuncturist at The Shambala Clinic in the basement of his Tibetan Holistic Center, or THC as its known around town. Dr. Khandro was a rather short man dressed more like a monk than a doctor, but he was Buddhist after all so I assumed that was the norm. When I addressed him as doctor he put up his hand, “In here I no doctor Khandro, I Kha. It is essential we break down any barrier set by title. For purpose of effective session we are equal in room here, onry Kha and JT. Prease, put on gown and come back in room with open mind.” I was given a full length smock to put on which was remarkably comfortable. I felt like I was living a chapter of the book Siddhartha but I did as I was told and returned with an open mind.
I sat in a chair awaiting Kha‘s return. With shaved head and beaming smile he walked back into the room and asked me to lay down on a table covered with a thin mattress. “You haff come to seek separation from your pain. I no eriminate pain, I separate pain from body and mind. It is important to have not only proper treatment with puncture but to have serene surrounding to make sure mind is clear.” He called to someone I had not yet met, “Shodra prease light some Santal incense and play some music for JT.” He placed his hands which were bigger than I expected over my head and squeezed lightly. “Mr. JT I canna feel much stress inside yaw head now. I prace punctures in pressure points and you lay back and relax” With that he began inserting small needles at different points on my head. First on the top of my cranium, then a colony of little pricks entered my temples. Each one gave a tiny pinch and after five minutes my head, forehead, and ears had morphed into reverse porcupine features. He continues pricking me on my shoulders, then put about a dozen in the bottom of each foot. I had never seen so many pricks in one place before. Strangely though, the pricks relaxed me. “Now JT, you lay back relax. Let your mind free you from pain. I will return to remove pricks when ready.”
Kha left the room and I felt sure that when he returned my pain would have been separated from my mind and body. All I had to do now was to relax completely and just make sure I don’t roll over and force the damn pricks deeper into my body. The Santal incense smelled awesome and filled the room with a pleasant light smoke, the lights were dim, and the music was like George Harrison or Ravi Shankar. Maybe both. I closed my eyes and began my regimen of meditation. There are many styles and methods of meditating and I damn near perfected mine. I concentrated on each part of my body beginning at the bottom of my feet moving upwards to each new part as soon as I felt it relax completely. It was about 20 minutes before I finally had every portion of my physical being relaxed and entered into total trance. Everything was soothing.
As I meditated I was separated from my physical self and transported into a stark white room with nothing in it at all. The floor, the ceiling, and three walls of blank, the fourth wall being a water-like curtain. I noticed the smallest blank spot in the center of the streaming curtain and proceeded to get up to inspect it. I was very curious what was on the other side and I tried to peek through. I could see nothing at all so I placed two fingers inside the blank spot and the feeling I got almost knocked me over. Not a physical feeling, but a sort of spiritual feeling. I was certain my fingers had just entered into another world or better yet another realm. I gently pulled at the opening and it separated easy allowing my entire hand, then my arm into this ether realm. The feeling was nothing I had ever felt before. I just knew something special was here in this bizarre minimalist space. I looked through the hole which by now had grown much larger. In that other realm was smoke, but not a noxious smoke, more like an almost friendly and enticing smoke. The thought of sticking my entire head through the hole pulled at me. Then Kha’s voice spoke, “Come in JT, you have found nothing.”
TBC