Incense burns; a timer is set. I settle into my seated position and concentrate on the form of my body. Satisfied there, I move to my meditation: I place over my eyes a blindfold and call to my mind a white light. The light starts dim and reddish in my vision, but as I concentrate on it more I can see it brighten and whiten. I start to have the light follow my breath: starting at the base of my breath and at my root Chakra, it climbs slowly with my inhale up to my throat and mouth. There it pauses with a stillness in my breath, then returns slowly on my exhale back to my root. I continue this meditation, just trying to find steadiness and focus on the light and breath. I add in a root lock at the bottom and a throat lock at the top. The ball of light cannot be contained. Its energies want to connect outward. I see tendrils of light connect the ball to the surface of my skin--a turmoil of lightning trying to equilibrate energies. I can hear the crackling of the energy.
I let the energy ball sit in my throat a little longer. I open my mouth to give it more space. Out of my mouth comes a series of three Oms, slow, steady, firm. I inhale again and the energy courses up to my crown feeling powerful, but light. Ding goes my timer.
