I'm not a hippy, nor am I religious, nor do I believe in aliens. I am extremely high strung, cannot "meditate" and every time I have tried to take a yoga class, I bust up laughing if someone farts or sticks their ass up in the air. I just. Can't.
I went to the dome thinking at best I would get to hang out in a really cool structure that was built...without nails.
When we arrived on the property, there where SO many hippies. I normally run at the sight of dreadlocks and shoeless types. Oddly, none of this bothered me and I even felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and well being. Even though there was no beer. Weird!!
I immediately felt as if this was a universal meeting place....and I think the most overwhelming feeling I had, was as we where driving up. "We are HERE!" It was so intense. Even my 9 year old son was like...."MOM...I think we are HERE!!!" I was all...."Yeah dude! We are totally HERE!!!" It was SO CRAZY. Everyone else was there too. Spencer, Nancy, Uncle Miguel, Liz Mcgrath, Morgan Slade, Sadie...even my friend Johannes who lives in Germany! WTF???
So we go to pay admission and the sign says "no one under the age of 12". Can you imagine the disappointment in my little 9 year old child genius's eyes after he had spent the entire week googling this place? Fortunately, Spencer had some juice at the door and got him in!
So we climb this thing to get to the top of the thing where they do this thing. They tell you each individually to go stand in the very center of the thing with no nails and the minute you do it, you say...."Whoa, this is so weird", then you hear yourself talk and it sounds like you are screaming into a microphone with the PA pointed at your face. But to everyone standing around you, it sounds normal. I felt floaty and dizzy...it sort of felt like angel dust, except I didn't have blood dripping down my face the next day from walking into a car door.
Once we laid down we could ONLY hear the the slight whispers of whomever was diagonally and ALL THE WAY across the room from us. That was Spencer and Nancy and the big fat snoring guy just behind them. I would whisper to Waylon, right next to me, in his ear and he could not hear me. But snoring guy could hear me as if I was shouting in his ear, and we could hear HIM. Waylon and I realized this and CLAMMED. Half way through, I wanted to whisper..."Hey asshole, why did you pay $20.00 to take a fucking nap in a bitchen place with no nails when you can do that for FREE anywhere else?" DICK.
So the sound bath part is really awesome. They have about 15 of these bowls that are cast from solid quartz rocks. They use these short batons that have rubber roller skate stoppers on the ends and they just slowly draaaag those on the outside of the bowls and they make this insane noise and vibration...it sounds like the greatest soundtrack from an early 1960's space film. Complete sound porn.
The bowls are right there in a circle on the floor with HUGE sign that says "DO NOT TOUCH OR PLAY WITH THE BOWLS". Huge sign. But of course...we witness three different people...picking up the batons..."hey..how does it work? derrr...do we bang on em like uh drum???" Even my kid was like..."Mom...can they not read???" AWKWARD. It's always awkward trying to explain full grown idiots to your extremely intelligent 9 year old child.
The woman that played the bowls was amazing, Nancy!!! Thank you Nancy!!! She asked that we all envision a healthy picture of ourselves. Then she asked us all to be thankful for that vision. I tried to picture myself as the perfect mother without a flabby ass and really good skin...and then just fell into the most AMAZING dream state where I was eating the BEST hot dog ever. After it was over, I was thinking...why in the fuck don't they have hot dogs here??? Then we all met up downstairs and Johannes said he had dreams of hamburgers. See? I'm not that crazy after all. Or maybe? Who cares...
This place is a MUST see. Friendly wonderful staff, that works in a place that was built with NO NAILS. Glue guns? I dunno. You just gotta see it for yourself and try not to pee your pants.
4 stars because no Integradogs. DAMN. read more