Blithe spirit - Purple ink and whirlpool
Type of Spiritual Experience
This happened on a Monroe course and was achieved via hemi-sync technology.
I originally classified this under the source of observer 771, but this was not an honest move and I have decided to own up and admit it was me. The experience was all the more terrifying for me because I had gone on the course at the recommendation of a friend who said it would help my artistic inspiration.
When I initially put this observation up I assumed it was a rebirth experience, simply because it seemed to fit more or less with the descriptions, but there was a lot more of the 'less' as time went on and more rebirth experiences appeared on the site, and so I was left with an observation that I couldn't fit anywhere.
Then I came across the descriptions in the Zohar and it would seem I suffered the 'death kiss' which is annihilation.
I don't feel that different, although I will admit to not being quite the same as the person I remember I was. I cannot bear to see anything hurt, I get very very upset when sickness strikes anyone I love and I appear to have obtained a tolerance I never had before this happened for everyone, whoever they are.
I worry less about anything to do with material things, and am now utterly useless at anything to do with money [including tax returns, which I now no longer understand] and my whole life is now the site - this is definitely what I was here to do. I don't know why, I have no idea what its purpose is, all I know is that it is important and I have to follow orders - of which I appear to get a lot in dreams.
So 'Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven' has taken over my life.
A description of the experience
As the exercise progressed, I seemed to be taken to a whirlpool. It was massive very dark, going round with considerable speed. I was severely frightened and spent almost the entire exercise fighting the effects of this thing in my sub conscious, it seemed, as I got sucked down, there was a absolutely nothing there below it. An utter sense of nothing. Every time I got sucked further in, my logical head was struggling to drag me back up again, I finished up absolutely exhausted. When we had the class review no one had had the same as me. I couldn’t understand it, as the exercise was supposed to be about something called beyond time, and most people seemed to get that. Just not me.
Our course leader said that the next exercise would go to the same level [we nearly always had repeats of the exercise to get used to the change in levels] and that I had the choice, of course, in not repeating the exercise, but I needed to remember that I always had the option of ripping the headphones off if it was too much and I just needed to be brave.
So I was brave. But for the first time in my life, as I did the exercise again, I actually prayed, I’m not sure to whom it was directed, but I just prayed, the Lord’s prayer, Lord have mercy on me, you name it. I was really scared.
Anyway there was the whirlpool again. It was obviously meant to be and our leader had said not to fight it, so I didn’t and down I went into a place of purple ink, viscous, opaque, nothing, no up, no down, no sense of time or activity or anything and, I began to realise, no memories either. I knew where I was – in the ink, but everything else seemed to have gone. I’m not sure I could have got myself out by pulling off the headphones, because I was completely unaware I had headphones on or even where I was. I must have been able to make perceptions there because I can remember what happened, but it was almost as if, the old memory was stripped away temporarily.
Then I saw myself and I was just pure spirit – a sort of wraith like collection of flame shaped clouds – a sort of mist – no more. And I came apart, a slow circular motion just took me apart, my spirit disintegrated, I thought I was dying. Then some other flame shaped spirits came, larger than me and somehow I got put back together again. That’s the only way I can describe it, I was reformed in the shape of a small spirit, but afterwards I did think, am I me? What’s gone?
Then some other flames came and danced round me in a slow sort of celebratory dance. Then it was back up towards the whirlpool and after that I knew nothing because I went unconscious – fell asleep I suppose. The beacon sounded and I went down stairs after a while.
It was lunchtime and everyone was in the dining room but somehow I couldn’t go in, I just didn’t want to face anyone. Two very kind members of the course came over to see me and I was so shocked and bombed out I couldn’t really tell them what had happened, I just cried. Our leader, I think recognised I needed help and took me into the garden to walk me round a bit. She said I needed to be ‘grounded’ [whatever that meant] and that it was best if I went to my room and she go and get me some food.
So I ate in my room and slept and in after about 2 hours I was alright again, though still sort of confused and bombed out and in all honesty not feeling quite the same.