My dreams have ebbed and flowed this week. I had one night of some intense OOB's, while I mostly had some vivid or lucid dreams. One lucid dream was random, but I was flying over this small planet of water that was raging in a storm. I was hesitant for a second, but I bucked up and went straight in. Funny, I only realized now that since that experience happened on Tuesday I have been very emotionally unstable. I know dreams can be analysed and I have done it before. However, with my awareness increasing deeper in the abyss, I feel deeper aspects of myself arise when I awake, in my meditations, or even my daily life.
While I do not have a problem with interpreting dreams, and even OOBEs, as metaphors; nonetheless your OOBE, described above is clearly your awareness visiting another planet, or another time period in the deep past, or future of this planet, or another.
I had the experience of visiting all of the planets of this solar system, and I found on the OOBE level they have beings on them, and they are nothing like what we see when we send a space probe there. For instance I found Mercury wall-to-wall sky scrapers full of highly technological society. I found Venus was a water world with a few scattered islands that were formed by floating debris, and they were a kind of garden of Eden with just a few humans wandering naked in the wilderness. And, Mars was a desert world also with beings on it.
When I read the Trilogy of
C.S. Lewis, I found his descriptions of Venus and Mars were much like my OOBE experiences there. Another author,
George Adamski, wrote about flying to those planets in alien space ships, and described them similarly, so I am inclined to believe that
C.S. Lewis, and
George Adamski may very well have had OOBEs that took them to those planets.
The scariest is when I start to feel an otherworldly sensation in my head. I feel like I am going to die of a stroke. I understand what we label this experience, but the experience is not something I particularly enjoy. I start to panic at times when this occurs.
Depending on how deep I am going, my mind either races violently, or it is very silent while my body shakes and tumbles and becomes cold. Sometimes I wonder if I should pray to God or if I should wait it out and strengthen my equanimity. I see how horrible of a person I am. Do I pray or strengthen my equanimity.
Yes, the experience of deep meditation can be so profound, and so radically different from anything anyone we know has ever experienced, that we do tend to get terrified, and wonder if something very wrong is going to happen to our body or mind.
One of my earliest students was a devout Catholic who had first gone to her priest and described what was happening to her in deep meditation. He concluded that she was possessed, and needed depossession. After all, in his belief only Jesus and his Apostles had such experiences.
She found me on the internet searching for solutions to her "problems." I interpreted her meditation experiences as classic examples of deep meditation.
A few years later a neurologist convinced her that her meditation practice was cultivating seizures. She believed him, and gave up her meditation practice. I have not heard from her in about 10 years now.
This is why I do my best to provide content for those who have stumbled upon deep meditation, like the members of this forum, because all of the authority figures in our life know absolutely nothing about the experience of deep meditation.
Doing the personal inventory (Re: Understanding the Ten Fetters) made me realize how vain of a person I am. The pleasantness of its allure is an illusion. I am not mistaking this for having strength, a backbone. Even writing this write now I feel I am doing it for something in vain, but it makes no sense to feel vain. It hurts my heart. I feel my body get heavy and I want to cry. Do I pray or strengthen my equanimity.
Yes, self-awareness brings our attention to our faults. Sometimes being so self-aware can be quite maddening. I recall when I ramped up my contemplative life about 15 years ago I become terribly aware of a whine that had arisen in my voice. I just could not stand hearing myself speak, so I went off into the wilderness in silence for so long that I nearly forgot how to speak.
I want to thank you Jeffery for encouraging others to read St. Teresa and John of the Cross. I find their religious perspective resonates with me. I find the Buddhist explanations very cold, but with these two mystics, I find their writings make more clear our relationship with the divine. The words they used were very off-putting at the beginning, but it slowly becomes more clear as I understand what they really mean. Thank you.
You are welcome. While I agree with you both; nonetheless, I find that no religion has all of the answers, so I needed to read the life and teachings of the major mystics of the major religions of the world. Doing so was like putting all of the pieces together of a very complex puzzle. So, I urge you all to do the same.