"And yet I see a blue-white glow from the walls and the ceiling gathering into a shimmering ball. Now it's suspended in midair."
"Light... forcing itself into my eyes... and my brain... Everything in the room is aglow..."
"I have the feeling of floating... or rather expanding up and out... and yet without looking down I know my body is still here on the couch..."
Is this a hallucination? "Charlie, are you all right?" Or the things described by the mystics?
I hear his voice but I don't want to answer him. It annoys me that he is there. I've got to ignore him.
Be passive and let this—whatever it is—fill me with the light and absorb me into itself.
"What do you see, Charlie? What's the matter?"
Upward, moving, like a leaf in an upcurrent of warm air. Speeding, the atoms of my body hurtling away from each other.
I grow lighter, less dense, and larger... larger... exploding outward into the sun.
I am an expanding universe swimming upward in a silent sea.
Small at first, encompassing with my body, the room, the building, the city, the country,
until I know that if I look down I will see my shadow blotting out the earth.
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