I go home after the UFO Experience and settle in for some good, clean fun, lounging in a bubble bath. All the soreness and work dirt has gone with the bathwater, down the drain.
All dolled up in fluffy bathrobe and towel head, I find a similar, going down the drain, spiral feeling in my head. It is irresistable. I must lie down.
The lie down eases the vertigo brought about by the spiralling of consciousness. I’m not asleep, but am powerless to move.
I become aware of something just behind my head, the head which I cannot turn. I feel it, but cannot see it. It feels like me. How odd this is!
I am drawn into the point of consciousness behind and above my head. I am able to see my fluffy-robed body, which is breathing and perceiving me, perceiving it.
I have no fear. There is only wonder. I experience all of the knowledge there is in that tiny moment. I am agape.
This point of consciousness is all of me, but so much more. It knows that all are one, because it is one with all. It sings my soul’s note, and the harmonies of the universe. All is music.
The music is love. Love is the glue that holds the universe together. God is love. It is so much. It is so much.
I ease into more of an awareness of my fluffy-robed self as the point of consciousness recedes. I have experienced what I will soon call a “remembering”. There will be more of them.
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