"I Think I Knocked My Chakras Out of Kilter Sitting on This Floor"

Lately, I have been working hard in my roles at work. Partly because I like to be "the go-to man", partly to be have a few more cards in my direction when the lay-offs come., and partly because I have been in a rut lately. Well today after work, I did something a bit different...

I chanted.


Yep, that's right. I chanted. Indian chants....you know, Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna, hare hare? A friend called me at work and said that a friend had bailed on this Indian thing over at Rice University and that she had an extra ticket. Unfortunately, I get really crappy reception ovedr my cell phone while at work, so I wasn't sure what she said next, something about how this was the basis for goa trance techno music, something something...yadda yadda, etc etc and so on and so forth. Any way, I agreed to go especially since I thought another mutual friend of ours that she does yoga with was going or one of her coworkers. Well neither went and it wasn't a techno rave fest either. It was a bunch of people sitting on pillows on a floor chanting these phrases. I was surprised.

There was a guy leading the chants who everyone was there to see, Krishna Das. At first, the slow mutterings of words I didn't understand made me think of Bruce Springsteen (well he did sound like him and he did grow up in Long Island) and indeed some of the rhythms and tone progressions I could swear I could find in songs of The Boss and other people. For a bit I was thinking more about trying to place the progressions into songs than I was trying to reach my inner self.

But it was really kinda neat. I sat a bit too close to a speaker so when the chants and drums were going, it was very easy to slide everything else out of my brain. The loud speaker saw to that and about halfway into the two and a half hours, I was really getting into it.

Now I am back to earth.

Hi. Again.