It took me a good 1 year to wrap my brain around the concept before I
even signed up for the course. I read lot of reviews about experience people
had, including who completed 10 days and the ones who left it mid-way.
Completely understandable, living like a monk or a nun is not for everyone.
They say – you cannot do it when you are at extreme end of happiness or sadness
and also if you do not see the real reason behind it. That ways, I felt, I was just
at the right phase of life to do it. This was the time when I am not closed and
could allow my conscious to see where the magic lies.
I called the management in Jun 2013, to my
surprise, they didn’t have any vacancies until Oct and so I simply grabbed
it. Neither my friends nor my family
could believe it was something I wished to do. Though, my strong head had let
me stay with the idea of doing it, I cannot deny I had few moments that made me
re-think about the decision.
At any rate, I thought I would write about my
experience right away, but there was no way to put into words what I had been
through. Apparently few relaxing weeks were also necessary in order to get out
all the experience I'm about to spew on you.
I still wasn’t sure why I was there. And I
definitely didn’t know how ten days of silence could possibly solve all my
problems and misery. Damn, I didn’t even know if I’d last the ten days.
But there I was.
Somewhere out in the middle of Victoria country
side called Woori Yallock at Yarra.
I made the right turn towards the entry of ‘Dhamma Aloka Vipassana Meditation Centre’
and right away clicked the picture of the centre entrance board to put on fb to
let the world know I was right there! Before I could refresh the page, my fb notification
tinkled. It was from one of my alter ego commenting on the picture – “Turn
back”. She thought I was crazy. I smiled and drove in. There were very few
people around so I went on to get a first look of the centre. It was not that
depressing as I thought – small cottages on a hilly area surrounded by tall
pine trees gave it a peaceful and tranquil feel.
It was
only post registration and parking my car in ‘female’ car parking zone I
realised, I happened to do the detailed tour of Male property and not ours. I
laughed at myself for being so dumb not to take notice of the tiny placards
kept at small distance on the ground. But I am glad I did as thereafter I never
got the chance to go in that area till we finished off with the course. This
was the time when I gave away my lifeline tools (mobile and my car keys) and
felt as if I have been trapped. Really, I could not go out, I could not contact
anyone. No one would know what’s going on with me?? I immediately felt naked.