A Song of All Songs
“Rejoice inside a prayer-song. Everything else follows from there.”
Brad’s report of an exceptionally joyful and powerful dream:
I dreamed that I simply said, “1, 2, 3” with such a sincere, soft, authoritative, soulful, and evocative tone, rhythm, and emotion that it opened the portal to heaven above. This prayed trinity of numbers was not shouted, and my performance was neither excessive nor too minimalist. It simply hit the sweet spot—the ratio that optimally conveys the sacred vibration and wakes up the rope to God. The dream room felt supersaturated with the holy spirit of seiki and n/om.
Stunned by how the simple recitation of three numbers threw me in the center of the fire and “the wheel in the middle of the wheel,” I knew I did not need to repeat the numbers again or even say another word. Then in a split second, a shower of song came pouring down like a summer cloudburst. At first I thought it was the most beautiful rendition of the hymn, “I Need Thee,” but I was so absorbed in the musical splendor of its harmonic chord changes, its embellished melodic tones, and the soaring bliss it conveyed that I found I could not accurately discern what song it was. I completely gave up trying to know what was going on and fell further into the pulling of these auditory tidal waves that led me deeper and higher into music than I have ever been before.
When it was time to return to myself, I woke up startled and joyfully overwhelmed. Only then did it dawn on me that the song I heard was every sacred song I had ever heard. They were combined, not in a messy cacophony, but as the ultimate blend of the emotion each song carries on its own. Together, this song of all songs threw me inside the singing heart of creation. With this musical, mystical medicine there was no room for fear, including fear of death or worry about what to do with what remains of my life. I then unexpectedly joked to myself, “What’s a luminous panda going to do in a dark pandemic?” Answering back with a laugh that was more serious than funny, I said, “Rejoice inside a prayer-song. Everything else follows from there.”
On my return from this uplifting, rope climbing vision, I was also given a teaching to share with everyone: Make sure you do not relate to a Sacred Ecstatics experiment as a burdensome chore that is checked off your daily “to do” list. Act, think, perceive, and feel that you are passionately, compassionately, rationally, and irrationally dedicated to working on the experiment 24/7 in order to save the earth, all its living forms, and keep open all the gates to the heavens above and below. Make each Sacred Ecstatics experiment your primary focal point and means of expanding the room of your life. Set all other daily action and reflection inside this experimental laboratory.
-The Keeneys, April 21, 2020. To join the Guild, visit www.sacredecstatics.com