Recently I was getting two teeth rooted at my dentist. It was a grim afternoon. The pain was so intense that my sweet dentist decided to give me a combination of the gas and much freezing which included many fun needles.
The assisstant put some glasses on me and suggested an ipod with some kind of pre programmed nonsense on it...but I thankfully accepted.
Before I knew it , laying right back into oblivion, this healthy sober balanced guy was transported to the LIVE AID LED ZEPPELIN SET from 1985. OMG, this was insane..
As I was feeling like I was being swallowed by a large beautiful warm pulsing light I realized that the beginning of the next song was so intense, I might start flying from my seat...
You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love.
"Gotta whole lotta love. Jimmy Pages guitar sounded like it was sweetly sawing my heart in half. No amputating it."
Surely this dentist can see that I have left the building, but yet she doesn't seem to care. She looks like she is talking to her assistant about Wagjags or something.
Is this what Anthony Keidas was describing in his book Scar Tissue.....this was the experience. Like Heroin he said, you just want it to continue for ever. Time certainly doesn't exist , and you bloody hope that it doesn't come popping right back, not now for gods sake.
Long after the freezing wore off and I was back to my reality, I started thinking about how easily somebody could get to love getting high. Reality is very linear and fraught with responsibility, suffering and boredom. This type of experience was a 4 dimensional hammer to your inner being.
I had been reading a book where the Author was disputing the idea that one has to sit still and meditate and breathe and let go in order to experience the field of pure potential and of being whole.
She said that she found that her experiences that brought her closest to the divine...didn't take place when she was still with her eyes closed but when she was doing what she loved...playing music , cooking, skiing down some mountain. When she was in the zone and being creative. Makes sense I thought.
I think that inspiring moments give you this unimaginable insight into the world beyond our 5 senses. Some kind of dimension that is so powerful and genuine, that time absolutely doesn't exist. You can reshape time in that place. I want to live in that fucking place.
Now, you don't have to get there via the Dentist chair, via laughing gas... boys and impressionable girls, but when you arrive and you are there, you might want to remember to slide the roadmap slowly and methodically into the back of your mind.
I love this quote I read the other day:
"Pure consciousness is our spiritual essence. Being infinite and unbounded, it is also pure joy. Other attributes of consciousness are pure knowledge, infinite silence, perfect balance, invincibility, simplicity and bliss. This is our essential nature. Our essential nature is one of pure potentiality."
Oh so great. I also might want to bring a little Zeppelin along with me for the ride before I get too old to remember. Which reminds me, maybe I should download the movie "Woodstock" just in case.
Rick