This is a place I very often seek. It is a necessity, but these days it is a luxury. It's a trancelike state that requires stimulation of every one of the five senses in order to activate others. Once those five are in place, others open, emotional consciousness expands, luxuriates in its own being in a way it has no space, no safety to otherwise.
The right feeling of self in skin, muscles, and bones - usually requiring having been worked hard in the last day at most. Incense, always. The frankincense is particularly transporting. It was a gift from my mom. It requires also beautiful surroundings, unusual lights, lit candles, altar trinkets, and the dark of night or hard rain or snow, or better yet - a storm. Some strong spirits for the palate. The right music for the mood. And of course, the element without which all this is impossible - lack of interruption (really solitude, but is possible with an understanding partner). When all that is in place, I am transported to that inner sanctum. And that is the only place where true peace exists.
It usually looks something like this:
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