Three of us started the day with Diva our driver, heading out into the countryside to the Pyramids of chi.
This place was established by a Western Australian couple in 1963 It is a wellness and sound & healing centre with buildings shaped on the pyramids of Giza.
From the minute you arrive you get a feeling of peace. It’s beautifully centred around an entrance hall with a cafe and a seating area spilling down an incline.
You are encouraged to arrive early to become relaxed and ready for our session.
We chose Sound Healing though you can do other sessions like yoga and meditation . We are called to our session with a gong sounding in the foyer.
Entering the pyramid we were given an eye mask, stowed our bags collected a light blanket and found a bed.
All set up with pillows and a bolster for comfort.
Settling in it was explained that we would experience a range of sounds from light bells to heavy gongs and everything in between. This was going to be an experience!
Our leader also explained if we fell into a trance or sleep and started to snore they would give a light tap in the shoulder! I hoped it wouldn’t be me.
It started with light soft bells. Hypnotic. I started to relax and next thing tap tap on my shoulder. Then a gentle lifting abc another pillow was placed under my shoulders. I hope I hadn’t snored loudly!!!
It continued on for over an hour. I know I was in a trance like state. It felt like mediation.
After we woke and took our time o saw the pit like structure where the sound DJ operated the bells …..
Over a healthy berry coconut bowl we chatted about our experience and a man with an assortment of coloured clothes and painted red nails came over to share his experience. Patsy had noticed he’d held hands with another man who he then introduced as his nephew.
From California, he talked about ‘paying it forward ‘ as he gave Patsy a beaded bracelet.
In a dream like mood we headed back to our lovely villa and waited for lunch. Today the hosts of the villa. The Papa and Muma had invited us to lunch and a cultural experience.
They made a garland crown for us as we enjoyed beautiful satay and a delicious coconut salad. The lady, Sree, who had done our booking was there to meet us. She had been a little concerned that as ‘older ‘ ladies we might find the steps in the grounds a little much. But we were proud of ourselves. Everyone was managing well. Little did we know.
Coconut sticky rice
Ed stated our cultural experience making little flowered offerings. You see them everywhere her outside the shops, markets temples. Called canang sari, they are daily offerings of gratitude, prayer and balance to Hindi Gods. They have flowers arranged in a specific order and an incense stick to carry the prayers to the gods.
Then things went horribly wrong. We were gathering for a group photo when Lynne turned and stepped up. It was onto a tin lid covering a drain next to the koi pool.
Down she went. All I could think about was Don’t cut your Skin. Lynne has had a lot of trouble with healing on her shin.
After a fresh water wash it seemed no skin was broken. But very painful to walk on
Thank goodness it was almost our last day
