Kindle My Heart
| Feeling considerably fatigued last night, I knew I would not be able to meditate my customary evening hour in sit so I decided to lay down to meditate. Pillows propped up under my feet and my shawl cloaked over my body, I closed my eyes. Immediately my attention was upraised to the crown of my head as I felt a warming wet sensation (even as I write this there is still activity wriggling there). Within a few moments I began to hear music from the right ear. Internally (not verbally) I began to hum the music that I was hearing though I did not recognize what it was. Soon after, the music was superseded with two sharp streams of noise, one a high pitched frequency and the second a low and deep swooshing (which sounded almost like wings flapping) both penetrating mostly at the left ear. I began to feel a crawling sensation that replaced the warming wet sensation which moved from the crown of my head to the front. This seemed to journey downwards; through my eyes, then my cheeks and down to my chin. It lingered for awhile. Then in the collar bone area and immediately below I began to feel a prickling sensation. My head began to feel very, very light. My hands, which were covered by my shawl and resting on my thighs, presumed an unfamiliar mudra. It was here that my experience in this sit became transcendent. I felt a rush so powerful it was as though I was jolted off the floor. Though my eyes were still closed I could see my surroundings. Though the lights were off in the room, everything was lit with a lustrous glow. For a moment I literally thought I was in heaven. The surroundings appeared dream like and I was filled with both fear and peace. I didn't know what was happening but I knew that it was as it was and that created an ethereal peace beyond description. I am not sure what transpired after this point, as I awoke at 3 am on the floor and shuffled myself into the bed. Most thankfully I have had the day to myself and have spent it in silent solitude. My body is exhausted beyond belief and my mind is incredibly still today. |



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