I went to a gong bath again last night.  I had stayed up til about 1:30 am or 2 the night before, texting with S.  It was a productive texting session, started out a bit contentious, and ended with understanding, and I think we felt closer to each other.  At least, from my perspective.  I can’t speak for S.

The gong bath is a meditation that takes place with multiple gongs, crystal bowls, rainsticks, ocean drums, and other vibrational instruments.  It lasts from an hour to an hour and a half.  Lights out, laying on the floor or some folks use zero-gravity chairs.  I prefer the floor, because I like to move, change position.  Chair is too confining.

I have done, as I have written about before, some of my best healing work at the gong bath.  Sound healing, vibrational healing is finding it’s way more and more into the mainstream.  I’ve been going faithfully for about 5 years.  Sometimes profound, sometimes just relaxing.  Sometimes the real effects don’t come out for days.  Sometimes I just come out of it with some clarity.

Which was last night.  It’s obviously been a difficult week for S and I (as I’ve blogged incessantly about).  Yesterday, after our late night texting session, we continued our conversation.  I have been ambivalent about whether or not I wanted to see S this weekend, because the last few times we have been together were so difficult.  When the gongs went silent last night, I knew that I wanted to see him, that I missed him.  But I wanted the guy I fell for…the funny, sweet, outside-the-box guy. The blue eyes that I can swim in. The one who can make me feel cared for.

We talked when I got home.  I am hopeful that that’s the guy that’s gonna show up at some point this weekend.  I miss him so much……  🙂