My son who is 21 became an avid meditator after a near fatal drug overdose about 4 years ago. We soon discovered that not only did he radically substitute his habit of getting high with meditation but he became extremely proficient at going within and would fall into meditative silence for hours. Soon he began having satori experiences and his friends noticing the change, began meditating with him as did we his family.
At the young age of 18 he became a bramhacharya of a Himalayan master of ancient lineage who trained him in the techniques of Kriya yoga. Ben soon became proficient in several of the advanced techniques and was initiated as a teacher of Kriya. This is where my story begins and my personal experience and understanding of listening to what cannot be heard.
Within the breathing techniques of Kriya, one is instructed to listen in silent breathing for the sound of high frequency tones which are received within from somewhere else. It can sound like whistling, ringing or humming, in the Himalayas they know it as Omkar. After being initiated into the practice of Kriya, I realized that I already knew of it, as it accompanied my high fevers as a child and with practice could easily be tuned into if I so desired.
I began hearing these frequencies at different times of day or night without prompting; they would show up when meditating, laying down to sleep or even driving in the car. I hear it right now as I write this. (I just finished watching the Cosmic Giggle and heard it whenever Lujan spoke.)
The Omkar as it is called is the closest I have come to what some call the music of the spheres or the singing of the planets. Some believe it perhaps is the Schumann resonance. To me it doesn’t matter what it is, it matters only how it makes me feel. When I sit in silence to the sound of the Omkar, simply breathing, I feel love, celebration, joy, connectedness, creativity and best of all it stops the inner voice commentary and maneuvering of mind.
When in the Omkar I am so grateful for this little piece of heaven that I know everything will be all right and the universe is as it should be. I have a feeling this may be what Lujan means by listening to what cannot be heard. Or perhaps it is on the path toward listening to what cannot be heard.
I have no need for validation on this one but would be curious if it rings true with Lujan’s teaching. I look forward to any comments and reply.
Listening to what cannot be heard is waiting for the arrival of one’s heart to speak. Upon this path the eyes inwardly focus without being forced and the ears naturally traverse the world at large one hundred percent.
Within this technique, looking at the world is done as only a cursory glance – or two percent of one’s attention – for everything is so strongly inwardly bound that emptiness is obtained.
Through this void there is space to receive the calling of the universe as an omnipresent observation that gestures towards it capacity within a familiar destination via the fact that what is being witnessed is only so gently moved that the weight of a feather is of no consequence. Here the unknown travels upon the mysteries of the gateless gates.