With all this talk of spinning, I started going back over my notes of various expriences I've had in the past few years. I though I would mention a few of them as they seem relevant. Most importantly to spinning.
I've written several posts about the strange bleedthrough I get, pretty much every night when I go to sleep. At this point, it is so commonplace that alot of times I just ignore it.
The phenomena is this: Either in a dark room, or with my eyes closed, I can see light, a pruplish color mixed with green, that comes from directly in front of me. It seems to come out of a 'wormhole' kind of doorway. The light will somtimes fill my entire room. It is there, with literally hundreds of hours of experience. Having just started Castaneda, it is starting to look like what don Juan would call energy filaments. And it seems to be something like this. The light moves in waves, very magnetic in nature. I can see tiny filaments of incredibly density in them. It is what makes up dreams, I think.
This phenomena started about three years ago in Montreal. Before that, I was in New Foundland, Canada. Before the phenomena happened, I went through a very intense period of spinning. In fact, I started concentrating on alot of advice that is mentioned by the C's.
I did: two periods of meditation, one in the morning, another at night. Spun 33 times, 3 times a day. Took regular injestions of alfalfa as well as spirulinna and goldenseal.
It was in New Foundland that I started to spin 3 times a day, not missing a single session for months. A peculiar sensation started to happen after a while. I started to feel as if there was a space inside me that my body was rotating around. It was the beginnings of what I call 'inner navigation'.
After finding this 'point', my meditation sessions started to get particularly intense. It wasn't long before I started to have very interesting OBE, some of which involved run in's with some pretty dark forces. The Hag in particular.
Some of the things that I didn't notice at the time was that the majority of my spinning went on in New Foundland. Almost directly across the ocean is good ole England. New Foundland itself is an incredibly magical island. There is much local lore of hauntings, fairy sightings, as well as The Hag. It's also the sight of North America's first Masonic Temple, an old crumbling half boarded building in St. John's (that I live a few blocks from, concequently.).
I also started in New Foundland to explore what I called at the time 'circular music'. Music that seemed to make you want to spin. There are many pubs in St. John's which still have traditional irish sessions. That is, people playing various jigs on fiddle, flute, button box, and drum. I went and sat at alot of these bars and listened to alot of the music. At first I felt a sense of exhiliration, but after a while, I stared to realize, if I peered deeper (again, the internal navigation thing.) this circular music was literally speeding up energy centers in my body. It realeased incredible waves of emotion within me. Waves of sorrow, of defiance for negative forces, and of joy all coursed through me while at these sessions. I felt like I was peeking into the lives of the celts themselves.
When I left New Foundland and went back to Montreal, I would put on some of the music that I had head from those pubs, particularly a band called Figgy Duff. I would sit and listen to this music, and at times just get up and spin, feeling that center point in my head.
It wasn't long before, sitting on a couch in a house I was housitting, I slipped into a deep state. I can't say it was meditation. I had just come back from New Foundland after a long hard circus tour in the island. I was exhausted beyond belief. Everything I had set out to do, a 10 year goal, was complete. I sank into a state of what I believe was complete non-anticipation. I gave up everything at that moment, not even wanting to BE, having acomplished all I set out to do, and suffering poverty, exhaustion and pain the whole way. It was a very strange state. My forehead started to pulse and thats when, for the first time, this door or wormhole or whatever it was opened up.
Now that hole bathes me in light every night when I close my eyes, or even when I'm sitting on the darn bus.
I was in Denmark when I saught out Laura Knight-Jadczyk and co. in Toulouse. I had been corresponding with her for some time by internet. They invited me over for a visit. Two serious storms delayed my flight to France, one of which came so unexpectedly in Copenhagen that they almost couldn't get the plane off the ground that day.
I arrived in France haggard beyond belief. I had a chronic injury in my hip that The royal Danish Ballets physician had no explaination for. I was barely making it home from my show. Three nights before my trip, laying on my back in my bed, something paralyzed and drained me. I remember a massive black blob that shot a tentacle into my nose.
My meeting with the SOTT folk was neutral at best. I was exhausted and full of terror from my previous nights attack. I was shy, guarded, and just a little uncertain what the heck I was doing in France. I was hoping for a chance to sit in on a session with the C's so I could ask a simple question. What is it that am I seeing and why?
I came to understand that it's not that simple and it seems that I had to do the work myself. Theres always been alot of silence on this Forum whenever I mention these experiences. I understand the wariness. It's qute easy to write, over exagerate, or create lies.
I've always kind of understood what is happening to me. But it was something about the posts about spinning that seemed to eclipse everything.
The spinning is the key I think. It's much easier to find that center point. I remember writing in my journal after I started to realize it: Everything spins around the center point. Who knows, if you are the center of your own universe, and you spin that universe, that you strengthen it's core. The music (live was best, but I've experiences the 'soul fire' from recordings as well.), opens up all sorts of energy, maybe from past lifetimes, I'm not too sure.
That moment of non-anticipation came from have done everything I set out to do. Many times I felt I took the path of my life because I was guided by my inspiration. I believe STO forces have a way of working with artists. An immense amount of suffering came from it. Suffering, as the C's say, unlocks DNA.
So when you spin, you have to spin free I guess.
