Show Summary:
Sound therapist Pati Pellerito uses handcrafted instruments to nourish your neurological system and shift you into a dream-like space, allowing you to release and surrender. On this show you’ll hear Pati play the instruments, including over 20 Tibetan bowls and the rare “planet gong” made in Germany.
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I am back from the 6th Annual Afterlife and Awareness Conference where I had the honor of being the Master of Ceremonies. I met so many amazing people and learned new things about death and near death experiences (NDE) that really blew my mind. My creative juices were flowing, and one of my fellow brainstormers was Pati Pellerito of Healing Gongs.
Sound therapy is an effective and proven modality that uses vibrational sound to help reduce pain and stress, ease tension, and create a sense of peace and well being. Pati is a skilled sound therapist who uses beautifully handcrafted instruments to nourish your neurological system and shift you into a dream-like space, allowing you to release and surrender more deeply.
Pati Pellerito in Concert
On this show you’ll hear Pati play the instruments, which include over 20 Tibetan bowls and her latest acquisition — a “planet gong” made in Germany. We also brainstorm on how to design a “death room” that offers comfort to the dying, in the same way “birthing rooms” offer comfort to mother and child. That’s an idea I had in the bathtub and describe in more detail here. Please don’t miss my invitation to record the wildest, weirdest, most fun, craziest, most unusual, non-pornographic experience you’ve ever had between the hours of 2 AM and 6 AM. You’ll find that here.
I have to apologize for the quality of my voice on this show. I was using a handheld mic and I was simply overloading the circuits. I hope that won’t stop you from giving me a good rating on iTunes! If you haven’t done so already, it would be a great help to me. Instructions for how to do that are found here, and thanks in advance!
The good news is that Pati sounds great, as do her instruments. Thanks for tuning in, and I’ll see you on the other side.
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I Am a Racist
Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.
Mark Twain
I often hear nowadays, people being accused.
“He’s a racist.”
“She’s a racist.”
“Trump’s a racist.”
“So and so’s a racist.”
What I have yet to hear is: “I am a racist.”
So let me be the first.
I am a racist.
Yes.
I see the ugly thing, creeping around my soul like a roach in the kitchen. I squash it, but sometime later, there it is again.
I know there is a nest somewhere, eggs hatching, a source deep within me, hidden away where it’s easy to deny. There is where I'll find the library of my false beliefs, the lies I tell myself over and over, so often they become grooves cut into my gray matter, like fissures in rock where the water runs down, cutting deeper and deeper, until fissures become swales, and swales become canyons.
When did the first racist raindrop fall? I don’t know. As a child, for sure. How many drops of poison does it take to pollute the vessel of pure water of which we are born? When, exactly, does a person become a racist, and who gets to decide?
I don’t know, but then, neither does anyone else.
I don’t believe in permanence. That’s one thing the Buddhists have taught me.
Everything changes.
We can become aware of that library of false beliefs, that nest of nasties that colors our perception of things, often for the worse. Awareness alone brings change. We can cut new grooves. My challenge as a human being is not to deny that I am a racist, for that would be as foolish as denying I have cancer when I really do. My challenge is, rather, to stop the cancer from metastasizing and poisoning the whole man.
I doubt I will ever fully eradicate my racism. Unfortunately, I suspect some vestige of it will always be with me. But what I can do, and what I do do, is expose myself to experiences that lessen my racism, those being travel, kind and honest conversation, and breaking bread with “the others” whenever I can. These experiences, like wind and rain, smooth rock and, over time, lay low even the highest mountains.
So when I hear the angry crowd shouting, "He’s a racist,” I want to ask:
“Who among you is not a racist? Stand up then and take a bow...for you are surely a god.”
I moved to Substack!
Hi there. If you've read this far, then you enjoy, or are at least intrigued by, my ideas. If you want to learn more, jump over to my new website on Substack, where I continue to write about travel, the second half of life, and other mad musings.
