Blinking the crust off my Third Eye
This is one of those stories that I hesitate to "put out there." My rational brain says: "Tell that story and all the non-believers will run away in droves." That's what I used to do, anyway. A mere 3 months ago. "Oh, your third eye...right," as I went solidly into the skeptic. Higher consciousness is higher consciousness. If you haven't experienced it, you don't believe it. So be it. My truth is my truth.
Bare with me as I struggle to find words for a transcendental experience. Last night I was standing in our master suite bathroom when I felt the now-familiar wave of deepening enfold me as my third eye blinked its crustiness off. Each time this happens, since it is still so new, I feel like a person who awakens after sleeping for 2 days, finding it difficult to see because of all the eye crust: it takes some time for the eyes to shed that crust so they can open. Anyway, often this feeling comes on without any effort on my part and, just as often, I initially go "uh oh!" and resist it - for a minute. I was standing with my eyes closed between the sink and the wall in the small space that is our bathroom. As I opened to the wave, my head began to nod forward. It's the strangest feeling. I stumbled forward until my legs were resting against the counter. Since my head continued to feel like it was going to spin right off, I leaned my head forward until it rested against the mirror. At this point, I said out loud (in my head): "OK, I'm ready. Help me know what to do." Again, since this is so new, I have not yet learned how to fully surrender to it. My muscles were relaxed and I just waited. Then, in an instant, some power came over me, making my body rise up. First my head came off the mirror, then my body backed up away from the counter. I was then pressed against the opposite wall. I don't remember all of the thought messages that came up; however, the overriding message was that, despite my previous egoic resistance, I needed to go to the satsang that was starting in an hour. I felt the presence of Maharaj-ji and some other presence(s). I nodded my head: Yes, I am going. Immediately following that thought, I was returned to awareness of the room and I opened my eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror - intensely, knowingly, lovingly - then turned and opened the door. I came out of the bathroom to find the borrowed copy of the Bhagavad Gita sitting on the floor in front of me. It had been on top of my other books on the half wall that surrounds the staircase 2 feet away. I instantly knew that this was a message that I am to turn to the study of the Gita. The message was clear: "You asked for help? Here it is." Then the rational mind marched right in and offered that one of the cats could have knocked it off; though, they've never done that before and they were nowhere in sight. I'm just not going to let my rational mind get a hold of this one.
I am at work and the Gita is sitting right next to me. I've never read it before I started about a month ago. I am currently on Chapter 4. I will read the rest of it this weekend. The wisdom I have read so far absolutely blows my mind. My mind is BLOWN. Lucky me.
Bare with me as I struggle to find words for a transcendental experience. Last night I was standing in our master suite bathroom when I felt the now-familiar wave of deepening enfold me as my third eye blinked its crustiness off. Each time this happens, since it is still so new, I feel like a person who awakens after sleeping for 2 days, finding it difficult to see because of all the eye crust: it takes some time for the eyes to shed that crust so they can open. Anyway, often this feeling comes on without any effort on my part and, just as often, I initially go "uh oh!" and resist it - for a minute. I was standing with my eyes closed between the sink and the wall in the small space that is our bathroom. As I opened to the wave, my head began to nod forward. It's the strangest feeling. I stumbled forward until my legs were resting against the counter. Since my head continued to feel like it was going to spin right off, I leaned my head forward until it rested against the mirror. At this point, I said out loud (in my head): "OK, I'm ready. Help me know what to do." Again, since this is so new, I have not yet learned how to fully surrender to it. My muscles were relaxed and I just waited. Then, in an instant, some power came over me, making my body rise up. First my head came off the mirror, then my body backed up away from the counter. I was then pressed against the opposite wall. I don't remember all of the thought messages that came up; however, the overriding message was that, despite my previous egoic resistance, I needed to go to the satsang that was starting in an hour. I felt the presence of Maharaj-ji and some other presence(s). I nodded my head: Yes, I am going. Immediately following that thought, I was returned to awareness of the room and I opened my eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror - intensely, knowingly, lovingly - then turned and opened the door. I came out of the bathroom to find the borrowed copy of the Bhagavad Gita sitting on the floor in front of me. It had been on top of my other books on the half wall that surrounds the staircase 2 feet away. I instantly knew that this was a message that I am to turn to the study of the Gita. The message was clear: "You asked for help? Here it is." Then the rational mind marched right in and offered that one of the cats could have knocked it off; though, they've never done that before and they were nowhere in sight. I'm just not going to let my rational mind get a hold of this one.
I am at work and the Gita is sitting right next to me. I've never read it before I started about a month ago. I am currently on Chapter 4. I will read the rest of it this weekend. The wisdom I have read so far absolutely blows my mind. My mind is BLOWN. Lucky me.
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