My current understanding of things (meditation)

This doesn't mean anything more than it is. The rambling words of a woman and her own path of personal discovery. Nonetheless, here's a few interesting things I've come across when it comes to life.

I started meditating (my own personal method) and i posted about it here a while back. Well, I've spent almost every night searching for anything that wanted to present itself to me and I feel like I found some great things.

Firstly. Again this is only my experience and I'm not claiming anything other than my own belief. We are in the same "place" as things / beings that are similar to us in the sense that they think and are conscious. I have no clue what they are, want or do. I've never seen one or conversed, but I have felt things through meditation. At some points it genuinely freaked me the hell out and I kind of backed away and woke up. The only description I could guess at from the feeling is a citric, pointy kind of person. Take from that what you will.

Second. There's something connecting us all and we can't access or perceive it. I don't know why but that's what I've perceived. Call it higher consciousness or some new age name.

Finally. I had one, and only one strange vision of sorts while meditating. I'm agnostic and have been all my life but there was a massive streak of light, kind of like a meteor/comet and it was absolutely crazy. I felt such power and majesty from it that I didn't know whether to feel terrified to my core or to feel truly in awe at its beauty. I'm not sure if I believe in God, or ever will, but that thing was just something else entirely and I've been wracking my brain for weeks now wondering if that was something akin to God.

I'm still balls deep into this thing and intend to carry on doing it for many years to come.

Don't take anything from my post because it is just my meditation and experiences, but I feel as though there's some serious stuff right there with us and if we just shut up and listen, we can percieve it.

I forgot to add! There's lots more random things, feel free to ask me anything you want.

a reply to: RighteousTwiglett

Do you use any meditation aids? Bi-urnal beats, music, sitting under a pyramid, crystals?

a reply to: KansasGirl

No. I usually relax with my eyes closed, clear my mind and kind of look into the black space behind my eyelids. After a while, you can kind of start to see something different to simply what's in the blackness.

So glad to see the inner voyages be one of preference... it's such a freeing feeling to enter the inner.

Regardless of methods practiced, you learn more about inner cellf. As one dives deeper into the inner world,s more understandings bloom. The newfound learning of vast world's around us naturally causes a learning that our personal preferences are much more meaningless among the new worlds experienced. If there are more world to judge from, then naturally does our personal world shrink. The connection to oneness flourishes... creating a comforting blanket feeling as ego becomes more and more diminished.

Consciousness is not a feat... it's a journey, attitude, or lifestyle. Practices form habits, habits form disciplines, and disciplines change lives. It starts to become clear that empathy is the shortest route to learning more and more. The journeys create a whole different being that is increasingly selfless, yet self empowering at the same time. You may notice that dietary choices change, and a whole new re-written history of your life will grow from it as well. That's right... the change is so impactful that it will change your past cellf as well, and you will look at your past as a whole new being that is not the same as what was known prior.

The light is exposed to those that enter darkness. I hope that your inner cellf finds comfort within the unspoken oneness of life... it's a common finding for all who enter the inner. It's my belief that heart speaks for soul, while the brain speaks for ego. It's viewed as a treasure of a gift to listen to hearts influence over the ego/brain. It's also a rare expression for a human to clamp onto with deep conviction.

Great OP... it seems you found a comfy home in the inner and oneness!

a reply to: ttobban

Thank you for the kind words. And yes, it is extremely peaceful.

a reply to: RighteousTwiglett

This video will confirm all you are thinking and feeling. Spiritual practices like mediation allow people to experience a connection with a greater realm of being.



I've watched this video over 20 times at this point.

a reply to: RighteousTwiglett

Second. There's something connecting us all and we can't access or perceive it. I don't know why but that's what I've perceived. Call it higher consciousness or some new age name.

An older belief system calls it, for lack of a better word, the Tapestry.

The something connecting us all is our subconsciousness.

It makes something that is bigger than the sum of its parts.

You are an individual strand in it.

A strand that interweaves through other people's lives, through reality, beyond time.

For the record you can access it, albeit in a symbolic language that the conscious mind has a hard time figuring out.

The Tapestry has beings that are not human above it, below it and living off of it.

I think you are on entirely the right track.

Find your Guide.

a reply to: RighteousTwiglett

I never could write anything decently until College English 101. I faked it up until that point. First assignment was to read a book, pick a theme from the book, then write how the theme wove through the story and came to its conclusion.

I chose The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame. The theme was Going Home. I suppose I did a wonderful job; got an A and all, but hiding in plain sight is Chapter Seven The Piper at the Gates of Dawn.

It's such an awesome read that I hesitate to quote from it. But here goes anyway: Rat and Mole are searching for the lost young otter, Portly.

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On either side of them, as they glided onwards, the rich meadow-grass seemed that morning of a freshness and a greenness unsurpassable. Never had they noticed the roses so vivid, the willow-herb so riotous, the meadow-sweet so odorous and pervading. Then the murmur of the approaching weir began to hold the air, and they felt a consciousness that they were nearing the end, whatever it might be, that surely awaited their expedition.
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Perhaps he would never have dared to raise his eyes, but that, though the piping was now hushed, the call and the summons seemed still dominant and imperious. He might not refuse, were Death himself waiting to strike him instantly, once he had looked with mortal eye on things rightly kept hidden. Trembling he obeyed, and raised his humble head; and then, in that utter clearness of the imminent dawn, while Nature, flushed with fulness of incredible colour, seemed to hold her breath for the event, he looked in the very eyes of the Friend and Helper; saw the backward sweep of the curved horns, gleaming in the growing daylight; saw the stern, hooked nose between the kindly eyes that were looking down on them humorously, while the bearded mouth broke into a half-smile at the corners; saw the rippling muscles on the arm that lay across the broad chest, the long supple hand still holding the pan-pipes only just fallen away from the parted lips; saw the splendid curves of the shaggy limbs disposed in majestic ease on the sward; saw, last of all, nestling between his very hooves, sleeping soundly in entire peace and contentment, the little, round, podgy, childish form of the baby otter. All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.
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As they stared blankly, in dumb misery deepening as they slowly realised all they had seen and all they had lost, a capricious little breeze, dancing up from the surface of the water, tossed the aspens, shook the dewy roses, and blew lightly and caressingly in their faces; and with its soft touch came instant oblivion. For this is the last best gift that the kindly demi-god is careful to bestow on those to whom he has revealed himself in their helping: the gift of forgetfulness. Lest the awful remembrance should remain and grow, and overshadow mirth and pleasure, and the great haunting memory should spoil all the after-lives of little animals helped out of difficulties, in order that they should be happy and light-hearted as before.

Mole rubbed his eyes and stared at Rat, who was looking about him in a puzzled sort of way. “I beg your pardon; what did you say, Rat?” he asked.

“I think I was only remarking,” said Rat slowly, “that this was the right sort of place, and that here, if anywhere, we should find him. And look! Why, there he is, the little fellow!” And with a cry of delight he ran towards the slumbering Portly.

Anyway, that chapter seems to be a popular theme these days. I did a Google search "Numinous in Wind in the Willows" and got a massive list of references. The one I picked was The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, because the whole chapter is quoted.

I don't know if it would be appropriate for all people, but what I did in the 90s was read a lot of Greek Mythology in order to fix certain images and concepts in my mind and subconscious. That forms a certain virtual concreteness by which the unexplainable can partly reveal itself, symbolically at least. All these years and I kind of, sort of, maybe get it.

And to quote Lumenari, "Find your Guide."



ETA (Edit to Add
The whole book can be found here: gutenberg ebooks The Wind in the Willows

I just wanted to update to add my latest experience.

I had a long session of meditation last night, only this time, I tried something a little different. I kept a clear goal in mind whilst still clearing my thoughts.

The typical rippling wave began to flood across the blackness after about half an hour. It was lovely and calm yet that wasn't the goal. The goal was to witness something intelligent. I know that sounds silly, but I just wanted to try something different.

After around an hour (I don't track the time as it is distracting) I saw the bright light. It resembled a ball of white plasma with a comet-like tail, only this time it didn't disappear when I focused on it. They usually tend to.

The more I looked at it and simply payed it attention, the more it danced around as though it was reacting to my pleasant thoughts. Then something odd did happen. I could have sworn I could hear my pulse, or my blood flowing quite loudly, or some kind of rushing river. It wasn't in my ears, more inside the blackness if that makes sense.

After a while of observing the object it flew away.

Nothing exciting but I enjoy sharing these things.

EDIT: I know this is just meditation and I'm probably not going beyond some hypothetical veil but would it be crazy to try and communicate with the lights?

a reply to: RighteousTwiglett

I know this is just meditation and I'm probably not going beyond some hypothetical veil but would it be crazy to try and communicate with the lights?

Didn't you already, with the pleasant thoughts?