Our Journey’s Goal by Utpal
June 17
The bright bell tone of the singing bowl radiates outward like a warm gentle breeze. It’s sound is light, clear, and soothing. It’s music reaches well beyond your ear and then on into some internal place calm, deep and still within the listener. Utsahi smiles as he gently stirs his wooden mallet in a methodical even tempo around and around the worn outer rim of the bowl. Something many other hands have probably done for more than a century. Today the listeners are the runners who slip by and are only briefly caught up in its spell.
