Hey mystics, I was wondering, can you describe your experiences the best you can?
Whether it was an OBE, NDE, etc. I'm hoping to see mystics' experience and what it is like to have one.
I think I will enjoy reading your experiences, no need to make it interesting, describe it the best you can, be honest.
Back in 2010 on the solstice lunar eclipse I was taken out of my body to the Holy Dark. At least, that's what I think Christian mystics call it. I think different traditions have different names for it. It was infinite, pure, unfathomable. I was floating in a sphere, and my body was made of pure thought. It was full of stars or something. It was my soul, or my Atman or whatever. I moved by force of will. It was so amazing existing in an entirely new state of being, I can't begin to describe it.
There were lots of spheres in concentric circles and they were flashing in patterns. Somehow, I could understand them. There was also some sort of lightwave entity... I can't really describe it. It was intelligent and aware of me. It merged with me and then I was back in my body with it.
It took me a long time to get used to being in my body again, and my kundalini or chi or shakti energy or whatever was through the roof. I was in a mystical state of consciousness for days. I was in the womb of the Goddess, I was taught by Angels, and I was sharing a body with the Christ. Mystically speaking, of course. I was an egg, of sorts. It was as if, when I moved I
didn't move. The universe moved around me instead.
For days I was spontaneously performing yoga that I didn't know I knew how to do, I was remembering past lives, I was shedding karma with Buddha laughter, I was manipulating cosmic energy, I was lectured by Angels and mystics of past ages. Mystically speaking, of course. Some of it I could grasp. Some of it I couldn't.
So, then God gave me a mission. Long story short I had to go on a pilgrimage to the desert. I even made a thread about it. I had vivid dreams that came true as I traveled, and they guided me to camp at holy ground in the desert, where the Christ came out of my head as a light. Mystically speaking, of course.