My Response to <snip>Cycles of Rebirth - The Mysteries

[Guest guest]

John in about 1980 or so I had an experience much like your undulating

NDE.

In this case I had been working in the woods near Mt. Rainier - and on a

sunny day I was alone with my dog and cat doing asanas in the backyard

where I was living.

I had had a tremulous experience before, and one of my yoga teachers had

told me to look at my hands.

In this case I did so and also I did not have on contact lenses or

glasses and am legally blind otherwise.

So I was looking at my hands when suddenly perception shifted and my

sight was not throught the eyes but I had 180 degree vision which was so

acute that i could see every leaf on every tree and birds on branches

miles away and every blade of grass and granules of earth and bugs

walking. I forgot who I was, where I was, and what year it was for some

amount of time. It was truly wild.

 

If it was just blood to the brain I can't see why it had never happened

before or since. It was as if my soul had grown so large as to not be

contained anywhere near my body - it was so very large as to become a

part of everything in the immediate vicinity, not needing eyes nor

regarding mortal senses.

 

But far from a baffled or sad sense of "why?" - I wonder if I ever will

explain it, but to remember this event gives me great hope and great joy

because I *know* I am more than just this body. I am not just parroting

other people's beliefs - it is not just logic to me - I AM what happened

to me on that day. True, it shook me up in a world like this to have to

live in 3 dimensional when you are viewing all around your head

simultaneously and it was somewhat scary, but it knocked me out of the

"blind faith" category. To me it was like a gift, and I hope your NDE

was like more of a gift to you too.

 

Maybe we cannot figure these things out why they happen when they

happen, and then make them logical like a computer. I think only

computers are logical like computers and the rest is joy and peace and

has a different logic all it's own. We can't make them fit our

tailormade expectations and can never seem to figure out what will

happen next. That's why it's called a mystery.

I don't know if this HUGENESS of the self - this large acute circular

sight would be called a the Brahman - and you would be doing me a favor

if you could speculate on what happened to me that lovely spring day. I

only know it was very vivid and life has gone on quite ordinarily

otherwise since then.

Oh - and the birds were singing loudly - and I had no idea what gender I

was, what country - any concept of country - any idea of timing - GOD -

it was great!!!

 

all my best,

valerie