"Who would you recommend me to see when I go to Ubud again?" I asked Cassandra in a vegan ice-cream café as we took turns savouring the decadent chocolate dessert.
Fast forward eight weeks later, I was trying to schedule a meeting through an intermittent internet connection from a mountaintop retreat to meet this special person who has been a big part of her healing journey.
I took note of the directions and hopped on the back of a scooter from a warung. The ojek lady driving me took me to a village laundry after some misrouted paths and a call to this special body worker.
"...it was deep. Painful and lots of lessons and also wonderful" I told Cassandra that evening. "I was almost two hours late for my sound healing course. Oops, bad first impression."
The three and a half hour session lasted way longer than the planned 1.5-2 hours, during which magical things happened.
After a quick jotting down of what I wanted to manifest in my life, Lux challenged my beliefs with his wisdom. He led me into a room with visionary art draped all over and I stripped down as close to my birthday suit as possible.
Implants were given to me to test my beliefs, coupled with a deep tissue massage and some structural alignment. I cried, I screamed, I sighed, I went to pee in between, while feeling so weak. I felt that it was a chore to breath deeply in and out with an Ahhh. I wanted to give up at a few points because of the numbness, tingling, pain taking over my whole body and contortion in my hands and feet, telling me to feel and listen to it. Now.
I got lobster paws from not doing creative work. I got distracted by a regal image of his wolf companion. I realised many faults in my thinking. With Luxy's wisdom and constant encouragement, I pulled through, triumphant. What a huge release.
I realise my mind is such a noisy attention-seeking being as I even struggled to stay still and integrate my crazy experience. I wrote down what I wanted to leave behind with all honestly, still reeling from the sublimely surreal session, though now imbued with clarity and lightness.
"He's just very long winded and talkative." Cassandra admits.
But I know that time does not exist when the spirit comes out to speak. There is no rush, it was an organic experience and Lux embodies that.
I got a ride halfway to my next destination on his cool bike where he dropped me off at a motorcycle repair shop to find an ojek and went off for an overtime lunch. I guess I'm not used to being physically affectionate so I jumped off without a hug.
The hug was redeemed the next morning at a 6am agnihotra ceremony for fertile land, involving ghee, cow dung, whole rice grains, fire, sitting still and chanting something, all while facing the sunrise. "You don't do much meditation, do you?" I agreed and smiled shyly.
After a few more stories about his wife's past life, working for peanuts in New Zealand and being around the coolest hippies in California, amongst other tidbits of his marriages and beautiful daughter whom I remind him of, it was time to make dragon's breath, an alkalizing spicy drink awesome for your body.
Calls from my juice delivery lady started interrupting the demonstration and I realised that we've been trapped in a time warp once again. A little over two hours had flown by effortlessly.
I felt like a dragon when I sipped the meticulously prepared tea and took away the rest in my bottle. We had only gone through the first item from the list of things I wanted to let go off but oh wells, that gives us reason to reconnect again.
We snapped some quick photos together outside his gate and my trusty ojek zoomed me back to my homestay.
I was prescribed 7 breaths for my monkey mind condition. What else do I remember? Adding Why in front of affirmations, reading the eyes and having a ritual... And I gotta meditate more.
It will be time again to go back to unify my breath, body and spirit.