Tibetan
Bowl I work with my mind, concatenating ideas and searching within them for solutions. To me, mathematics is an exploration of the most basic intuitions, an attempt to find results using geometry and imagination.
This sounds very abstract, but on a day-to-day basis it means using your mind and body to go to talks, write reports, and discuss ideas. Like another muscle, the mind gets tired and cramped by working it every day. That is why lately I have sought rest and recovery in my routine.
Walking around the city I found a Tibetan bowl. At first I was very skeptical of any meditation or relaxation practice I could do with him. But the instant I made it resonate I could feel my mind emptying and the moment simplifying to its minimum expression. It was on a random day, while my family and I were exploring a Tibetan store at Pietro’s insistence.
I’ve been looking for that feeling of simplicity, but it’s been hard for me to find it again. So I decided to buy a singing bowl. I initially bought the brightest and most solid one I could find, but its frequency made me feel dizzy. I spent a whole day trying to relax while making it sound and finally I just felt nauseous. Maybe my skepticism was the right thing to do. But no, as I walked through downtown Charlottesville I came across a Tibetan craft stall again and realized that some bowls had frequencies that irritated me and others had frequencies that relaxed me. Curiously, the bowl that relaxed me the most was worn, its shape and color were irregular but the frequency was perfect.
I clearly don’t understand the logic behind meditation, rest, rest. But lately I’ve found that, just as there’s an intuition about the geometric within me, there’s an intuition about harmony.
