I was speaking recently with a brilliant new friend who
reiterated the description and impact of a trip he had taken. Neither a traditional trip nor a drug induced
trip. Just a trip that spontaneously occurred
in the midst of his serious logic presumption.
In its levity and combining the theme of his story with that of many
others the story flow goes:
I awoke clear and present.
Nothing fundamentally obscure about the rooms I was walking in and out
of but I knew something was different. I
felt invisible as the guests and family members seemed to not want to talk to
me. I pondered what I had done or not
done coming up with absolutely nothing concrete that established such a
shunning. I went to the living room to
find my youngest brother watching a violence-hero type show. He seemed absorbed. THEN HE FROZE. He froze in linier time but I felt he was
still actively engaged in the show. He froze
nearly identical to what happens when hitting a pause button on your DVD
player. Looking around, others too had
frozen but some were ever so slowly moving, as if they were being Tim Conway
only way more deliberate and slow. I
could hear less; less chaos of sounds.
No refrigerator or fan hum. No
street noise but music filled the air. I
realized it was the sound track to the show my brother was watching but no
acting voices, just the background music.
I mused at the occurrence of that music being a classical piece. “Where was I?” Physics and channel data popped into my mind
so I quickly reverted to logical, almost mathematical analysis. Analogues and random generation patterns
filled my mind. My body became weak in
this effort so I stopped. As a scientist I wanted to just absorb the
experience. It then occurred to me,
somewhere in me, not of my well trained mind, that I was simply in a different
vibration or plane of existence. “Was I a
ghost? Did I die?” If I did, no one cared. There were no tears or mournful gestures in
the frozen motion figures. I went back
to where I had been sleeping prior to find only a weight impression in the den
couch cushion. Thinking now more of
levity than Gravity as the primary force of the cosmos, I chose to delight
myself in a childhood wish. The wish
most of us have to fly and thus I flew.
I was enjoying myself immensely.
When I jettisoned to outside in the back yard everything was similar but
the colors were deeper and more distinct as if a new technology had finally
created the full effect of the omniscient expression of life. I rested down on the stairs in utter
awe. Soon, my brother ran out slamming
the door behind him while yelling that he needed a predator to attack so he
could be the commando hero. “Did I want
to play?” The world was back to what my
mind and body expected.
These types of transpersonal episodes are not the symptoms
of a twisted mind nor induced mechanically and thus cannot be understood by known
science. Noetic and other emerging disciplines
are forging forward with instruments and efforts to comprehend the power of the
mind but even amongst the most prestigious of gifted seekers, they cannot even
agree on where the true mind, that conscious to subconscious link is so
figuring out the truth using protocols of current science is frustrating. Yet, here now, many more (including the
unaware and untrained) are being nudged somehow into other dimensions. It is clear to me and many that these
episodes [adventures might be a better word] are part of the collective
critical mass of a sudden evolutionary jump. These jumps in earth's past have been recorded,
traced and analyzed and are proven yet rarely completely understood. Many can sense that a formidable breakthrough
to something yet known is underway. Whatever is about to burst through the Vail
of our collective limiting existence. As
a friend, Mani Pureheart says, “It’s not about becoming enlightened like a goal
you attain and then just are. It’s that
in each moment you limiting yourself less.”
We can each choose to limit ourselves less each day. Blessing to your free-form adventures.
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