Trippin'
I started a little "intro" module on Polarity, which sounds like complete BS. The wiki article might as well stop at "a crazy system of beliefs held by a small, pathetic subset of bodyworkers who practice this modality on confused new age-y morons". When the teacher was explaining how it works, I was thinking "great, 5 weeks of me pretending to feel and interpret the quality of some sort of human energy field. I might as well use the effort it'll take to not roll my eyes to do deep tissue work."
But holy shit, I'm actually capable of doing energy work! After 10 minutes of me going through the motions and thinking of better things I could be doing with my time, I could actually sense an energy field. After about 30 mins of guided exercises on my partner, who was also as skeptical as I was and appeared to be taking this opportunity to nap as she was snoring, I could describe the texture and movement of this energy. At one point the instructor told us to take note of the color of the energy field, and without hesitation I thought "yellow. Not stoplight yellow, but baby crib, easter chick, yellow."
Toward the end of the guided demo, I was all floating in a different realm and somewhat embarrassed to have had such an experience with something that I'd normally associate with middle-aged Florida women who decorate their homes with dreamcatchers and crystals. I broke contact with my partner who I expected to reluctantly wake up, maybe complain about being tired and her commute home, and instead watched her arms wildly spasm, as if they were being electrocuted. She then looked at me and said- "the color- yellow, right? Like lemon meringue?"
Whhhhoooooaaaaaaaaa.... Its so wild.. I went to massage school mostly because I was good hooker but knew I couldn't sustain whoring and thought I could better serve a wider array of bodies though a more directly therapeutic line of work. Now I'm finding myself struggling with my long-held skepticism about anything I previously deemed to be too esoteric to be "real", and maybe even a belief in some kind of divine. Ram Dass/Richard Alpert, friend of Timothy Leary who was also dismissed from Harvard due to research on hallucinogenics, eventually stopped trippin' after he discovered Eastern religion and found non-chemically induced altered states of consciousness a whole lot more intriguing. I don't miss booze or drugs or weird casual sex with strangers or shopping or all the other crap that used to entertain me. I can trip without seeking something outside myself, which completely avoids all those pesky pitfalls of indulgence like debt, genital warts, and hangovers. The only thing I miss is making fun of new age people, since after identifying the color and texture of a human energy field, there's no way around it.. I'm among their ranks.
But holy shit, I'm actually capable of doing energy work! After 10 minutes of me going through the motions and thinking of better things I could be doing with my time, I could actually sense an energy field. After about 30 mins of guided exercises on my partner, who was also as skeptical as I was and appeared to be taking this opportunity to nap as she was snoring, I could describe the texture and movement of this energy. At one point the instructor told us to take note of the color of the energy field, and without hesitation I thought "yellow. Not stoplight yellow, but baby crib, easter chick, yellow."
Toward the end of the guided demo, I was all floating in a different realm and somewhat embarrassed to have had such an experience with something that I'd normally associate with middle-aged Florida women who decorate their homes with dreamcatchers and crystals. I broke contact with my partner who I expected to reluctantly wake up, maybe complain about being tired and her commute home, and instead watched her arms wildly spasm, as if they were being electrocuted. She then looked at me and said- "the color- yellow, right? Like lemon meringue?"
Whhhhoooooaaaaaaaaa.... Its so wild.. I went to massage school mostly because I was good hooker but knew I couldn't sustain whoring and thought I could better serve a wider array of bodies though a more directly therapeutic line of work. Now I'm finding myself struggling with my long-held skepticism about anything I previously deemed to be too esoteric to be "real", and maybe even a belief in some kind of divine. Ram Dass/Richard Alpert, friend of Timothy Leary who was also dismissed from Harvard due to research on hallucinogenics, eventually stopped trippin' after he discovered Eastern religion and found non-chemically induced altered states of consciousness a whole lot more intriguing. I don't miss booze or drugs or weird casual sex with strangers or shopping or all the other crap that used to entertain me. I can trip without seeking something outside myself, which completely avoids all those pesky pitfalls of indulgence like debt, genital warts, and hangovers. The only thing I miss is making fun of new age people, since after identifying the color and texture of a human energy field, there's no way around it.. I'm among their ranks.