124. Tibetan Singing Bowls: Effects on People
For goodness sake, we all need a bit of heaven on earth! And this is the right time for getting it when everyone is feeling festive and happy... or is that an understatement? Overstatement?
There are places in the world where you can even throw worn out shoes at the President of the United States and probably nothing will be done about it because, a. No one was harmed and b. It was considered a form of freedom of expression and I’m sure George Bush would be quite happy to leave it at that. If you did such a thing to a visiting President in Sadam Hussein’s days you would probably have ended frizzled up by some power voltage device or other.
| I was able to take a snap at the end of the session |
So when in our western world you have groups of people who flock together to share in one same experience that causes no harm to others-how can you not welcome it? That’s precisely the effect Tibetan Bowls have on people- it draws them together to inwardly search themselves and empty their beings of much of the poison they have accumulated in their sojourn on this earth.
| the above session with the Tibetan Bowls was held in the library of Vittorio Veneto |
I don’t remember which atheist said “Religion is the opium of the people” and when you see all these people with their eyes closed listening to the sounds these bowls, added to the human voice of the Group Leader, you are almost ready to believe this is so. But while you are sitting there for an hour or so listening to the resonance, the hum, the drone, the echo, the chime and tinkle the mind forgets the world around and you enter deeper and deeper within yourself. To the Nepalese and Tibetans these rituals are second nature, this is their way of reaching the Highest of the High.
| near the library there is a First World War museum which ended in this city of Vittorio Veneto |
However, I shall be honest with you, I am not totally satisfied with that kind of imposition on my person. As I sat there with my eyes closed trying as hard as I could to reduce my mind to a space of nothingness, I felt I could not do it. I had a great temptation to open my eyes, observe what was going on, scrutinize the effects of the sounds through the expression on people’s faces. The writer in me, I suppose, demanded the freedom to observe human nature and report on it. But this was not possible and hence for me such inability invalidated whatever benefits I may have obtained from the ritual.
| the Cathedral where the Bishop resides- Vittorio Veneto is the headquarters of our Diocese |
I have not said this to diminish the benefits or authenticity of the tradition of the Singing Bowls- there would be no sense in doing so considering that meditation is practised by every religion- but to emphasise that not only has God made us all different from one another and given us totally different missions, but He has also provided many mansions in His house so as to accommodate all of us accordingly- thank goodness.

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