Several weeks ago I went with some friends to see Amma, known to many as 'the hugging saint.' It was an invigorating event. So much so that when I got home, I was shocked to discover it was after 2 o'clock in the morning. It felt like it was only 9 p.m. (I usually get tired around 10:30 or 11 pm, no matter what is going on around me.)
Blessed water was distributed at the event in those small Solo-brand plastic cups with a lid. (You know the kind, they usually contain salsa and accompany an ordered burrito.) We were told that the water was like "mother dough"-- Did you know that San Francisco's very own Boudin is still making bread from theirs? Since 1849!--that we could add more water to it, and it would retain its blessed quality. Cool!
I made more blessed water and brought it to my Monday night meditation group.
I worry that they are starting to wonder about me. Maybe I should have kept this story to myself, but why stop now?:
I put the blessed water in my semi-nightly hot brandy drink. It makes it taste even sweeter. I even had a friend over for drinks one evening, and he confirmed it.
Adding blessed water to an alcoholic drink... I think it's a perfectly reasonable thing to do. Helps off-set the sinfulness. Don't you think? Kinda like ordering a Diet Coke with a large order of french fries.
This week's meditation meeting was a real eye opener. I'm (not seriously) considering becoming a Buddhist nun or monk or whatever they call those enlightened beings. It is claimed that in the awakened state you can experience the Cosmic Orgasm, AND that it is 1,000 times more powerful than the regular sexually induced one.
I asked my teacher where I could sign up. Since he is a meditation teacher, I'm sure he was trying to communicate something really deep and profound when he answered my question with a laugh. If you can help me interpret what he meant, I'd be very much obliged. Meanwhile, I'm off now to go enjoy my blessed hot brandy while I meditate on The Cosmic Orgasm.
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