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Hola! My name is Maya and friends call me Mayoush. My spiritual journey began in 2008 with Yoga and other holistic modalities. I started exploring my body and my spirit was seeking a state of belonging since an early age. Funny enough, I was guided into ceasing the illusion of struggle, to stop the fight in my inner world and surrender to the natural flow of life. My whole life exploration to date revolved around embracing and accepting the world that I manifest every single day. My heart led the way and every single day, I learn to see the beauty in every emotion, every thought, every physical sensation and every seed blossoming in my imagination. I am open to keep learning, to keep exploring, to keep sharing and to be at service of humanity in the best way I can. In Love and Medicine.

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Wax On. Wax Off..

By on May 15, 2017

Have you watched the first Karate Kid? If you havent, heres a chance for you to do and if you have, you will get this swiftly.

In the movie, when Mr Myagi starts training Daniel-son, one of the things he asked him to do for days is paint the fence, paint the house, shine the floor, wax on and wax off. Daniel-son didnt understand what Mr Myagi was teaching him. He started to get frustrated at him and he wanted to go back home.

I actually remembered that exact scene when I was holding every day a singing bowl in the middle of the bar street of Chiang Mai.

When I was cycling around town on an afternoon, my eye caught one specific singing bowl shop. I parked the bike and walked in. The owner was a very serious young man. We started chatting about his place and where he comes from as I was checking the multitude of handmade bowls and of course machine made ones. His collection was beautiful and clearly, there were some unique bowls on few shelves.

I asked if he teaches. He said not usually but he saw my true interest in this world and he agreed on giving me an intensive course during the time of my stay.

We agreed on a time the next day and that he will see how my learning process will go and work it out from there.

The next morning, I showed up. He was burning incense and doing his morning ritual. He saw me coming in and sitting down waiting for him to finish. After an hour or so, he approached me and he was like: So, do you want to start? I smiled back at him and answered: Of course. He gave me few directions and I started.

For days, he was giving me one bowl to practice with. Sometimes, he would give me another one or I would go pick another one and practice on because I was angry, bored, sweating like crazy, my body ached and I was having headaches from all the concentration and effort that I was putting in the work.

Everyday, I practiced for hours. I would come in with a certain mood and not really feeling like practicing and after few hours, I would leave lighter and brighter.

One day, I was so frustrated, so I asked him: Is this what I am going to be doing the whole time? I mean its boring.

He said: Tibetan bowls saved my life. I used to be an angry bastard and everywhere I go, I would create problems around me. My uncle was a Tibetan monk. Hes the first person who taught me how to use a singing bowl. I practiced with one bowl for years. Every single time I asked him a question, he would tell me; keep practicing. Funny enough, I got rid of my anger and every time I hold a bowl now, I feel how it sings and how it helps me move my energy and help me calm down regardless of what I am feeling or how intense it is.

That day, I understood what he meant and what Mr Myagi intended as well in the movie.

Experiencing it made the whole difference.

That day, he started teaching me. Every day, he shared a piece of wisdom that I explored and translated in my own practice.

I understood the potency of sound and what it can the vibrations can do and how they affect the cellular and even atomic configurations.

Since then, I knew how it feels like to be one and sing with the bowl. Since then, my whole connection with singing bowls changed and to date, every time I hold a bowl, I ask: Teach me. Funny enough, every single time, this is what exactly happens.