Thursday, January 15th, 2009 | Anything
You’d probably think from the title of this post that maybe I had had some catastrophic accident, allowing me to greet death face-to-face, but no that’s not it at all. Recently in my spiritual travels I’ve witnessed what some refer to as “the source”, the source of all creation, existence in it’s primitive yet wildly misunderstood and brilliant form, or at least I think that was what it was.
My good friend Orion some time ago spoke about a point during his meditation where he was approached by a bright, white light. From the sounds of it, this is very similar to what people experience when they die, or at least pass over for a few moments. I too have now experienced this briefly, but not as part of a meditative practise (which is why to me this is so interesting).
I was at my desk a few days ago and was very heavy in thought, trying to figure out how best to attack the current problem I was handling. My thoughts settled on a particular plan of attack but seemed to get stuck on one particular aspect of the solution. As I focused more intently on what the solution could be I seemed to “space out”, and completely lost track of my train of thought. However, rather than try to bring myself back I simply let go and stared off into nothingness. Moments later, I was greeted by a white spot in front of me which grew brighter, and seemed to be nearing before dissipating again, as quickly as it came. As soon as it was gone, I strangely felt excited, my heart was racing and yet I was perplexed… What was that?
Will talk to my friend Orion shortly regarding this, as well as a few others.
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