Adventures in Autoscopy
journal entry
Memory of trying to break into an abandoned mansion when I was young ... and afterwards standing out back waiting for my friends who were still inside and looking out to the woods beyond and then up at the sky and felt something like I was inside this cradle of an endless soft blue ... warmth safety and a sense that I was outside my body. It was hard to tell that to anyone but I know I wrote it down. It shaped a lot of my thinking after that and it was hard to concentrate on things other people thought were important. It happened one other time. This one was different— I was trying to mediate through a hangover and I remember sitting at my desk and felt a sudden pop in my ear and in my minds eyes I shot up out of whatever is down here and was just some thought or energy scattered far above swirling colors of celestial ranges. I was afraid to open my eyes and lose the moment and when I finally did I was weeping. It was January and ice was on the windowpanes in the bedroom I was in. I stumbled downstairs in a blue flannel shirt looking for peanut butter or something to eat.
So good. I can relate
This was really good.