Looking through the window at the trees in the garden I was in awe at the glow and brilliance of the depth of colour at the light essence. I had a similar experience in SHACK 567 Saturday 2nd.March 2019 when in bed.
Today's experience was at a Full Moon which was at 07.33 yet the actual experience was at 08.45 till about 09.00 and awake and in a chair in the bedroom where I was preparing for meditation.
There was a light field, this is the only near description I can get, as if I was immersed in a sea of light with everything else and everything gave of 'dreylas' which I have described elsewhere as pin pricks of dancing light which 'prickle' dance and emanate, arise, come forth, emerge from the essence of nowhere -ness, the void, the matrix and womb of creation, that mysterious light the womb of empty creation before it emerges in vibratory ripples of energy and particles to atoms and form. These 'dreylas' seem to form a 'field a sheet of glowing soft incandescence ' as if the whole of the forms were imprinted and yet in 3D as if the dreylas were joined into the flow of light as a background and foreground and a sea which all was contained and yet separate.
My eyes seemed and felt light and bright as if they had not any physical form and were just gushing out streams and rivers of light, I had the impression that my clothes were porous and the pores of my skin were issuing forth light and my cells were emanating soft glowing biophotons and behind all this as it were was the feeling of a pulsating wave or energy which contained waves of frequencies which were the blueprints and the magnetic imprints of form in its apparent solid-ness.
The very grass and earth gave off this effervescence and the sky with overcast rainy forecast gave forth this scenario and cameo, this to me is Cosmic Magic, a genius artist at work and delighting all and sundry, everything was so alive, joyful, happy, free and strangely quiet and unemotional, there was passion yet it was of a kind not of earth, it had no lust or any intent it was as it was and is a statement without meaning and this was a beauty of comprehension beyond the senses or mind that to me no mortal can describe in words it is simply divine.
This confirms to me in my obdurate, obstinate unyielding frame of mind moulded by years of listening to others opinions instead of investigating them and realising later on I had 'bought the ticket' and got on the train on fixed tracks until I realised the conditioning and programming that had brain washed me into others paradigms and beliefs, not that I blame them for it was this process they and theirs generations before them had been through and still are in many different cultures and countries that has become an agreed 'false' reality and in which many lost their lives for in vein had they realised the truth of brain washing and tribal loyalty, yes loyalty to be human, loving, kind, compassionate to the human family and the inhabitants of nature and not compartmental to certain sectors.
This again speaks to me of being a light being in essence temporarily clothed in a flesh ornament.
Today's experience was at a Full Moon which was at 07.33 yet the actual experience was at 08.45 till about 09.00 and awake and in a chair in the bedroom where I was preparing for meditation.
There was a light field, this is the only near description I can get, as if I was immersed in a sea of light with everything else and everything gave of 'dreylas' which I have described elsewhere as pin pricks of dancing light which 'prickle' dance and emanate, arise, come forth, emerge from the essence of nowhere -ness, the void, the matrix and womb of creation, that mysterious light the womb of empty creation before it emerges in vibratory ripples of energy and particles to atoms and form. These 'dreylas' seem to form a 'field a sheet of glowing soft incandescence ' as if the whole of the forms were imprinted and yet in 3D as if the dreylas were joined into the flow of light as a background and foreground and a sea which all was contained and yet separate.
My eyes seemed and felt light and bright as if they had not any physical form and were just gushing out streams and rivers of light, I had the impression that my clothes were porous and the pores of my skin were issuing forth light and my cells were emanating soft glowing biophotons and behind all this as it were was the feeling of a pulsating wave or energy which contained waves of frequencies which were the blueprints and the magnetic imprints of form in its apparent solid-ness.
The very grass and earth gave off this effervescence and the sky with overcast rainy forecast gave forth this scenario and cameo, this to me is Cosmic Magic, a genius artist at work and delighting all and sundry, everything was so alive, joyful, happy, free and strangely quiet and unemotional, there was passion yet it was of a kind not of earth, it had no lust or any intent it was as it was and is a statement without meaning and this was a beauty of comprehension beyond the senses or mind that to me no mortal can describe in words it is simply divine.
This confirms to me in my obdurate, obstinate unyielding frame of mind moulded by years of listening to others opinions instead of investigating them and realising later on I had 'bought the ticket' and got on the train on fixed tracks until I realised the conditioning and programming that had brain washed me into others paradigms and beliefs, not that I blame them for it was this process they and theirs generations before them had been through and still are in many different cultures and countries that has become an agreed 'false' reality and in which many lost their lives for in vein had they realised the truth of brain washing and tribal loyalty, yes loyalty to be human, loving, kind, compassionate to the human family and the inhabitants of nature and not compartmental to certain sectors.
This again speaks to me of being a light being in essence temporarily clothed in a flesh ornament.
SHACK
In the image above the child delights, giggles and eyes open wide laughs and that is the wonder of the open wide empty mind---its a pity conditioning spoils this naked simplicity ---although maybe one has to go through it to relinquish it and become a child again--I thank the Essence for allowing me glimpses of who and what I really am. (SHACK)
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