exodus |
1 december 2011 13:18 |
Hier een ervaring van Robert Monroe, die buiten zijn lichaam exploreerde, over een ontmoeting met zijn "grotere zelf", die hijzelf ook is. Robert Monroe noemde zijn grotere zelf zijn "I-There". Hij heeft deze staat pas bereikt na jaren van buiten lichaams ervaringen.
Andere onderzoekers hebben ook zulke ervaringen gehad. Iedere mens heeft een grotere zelf, en is een grotere zelf die bestaat in meerdere dimensies. Onderstaande ervaring is natuurlijk een navertelling, gedaan met woorden, en geeft een bepaald beeld weer van zijn grotere zelf door de blik van een menselijke personaliteit, dit indachtig houdend.
Citaat:
The move out of physical phase and into my I-There was
slow and careful. I formed the impression of an all-powerful,
all-knowing giant who watched bemused as one of his fingers
began an independent, self-willed exploration of the rest of his
body. I felt no fear because of the Known: I was I-There,
I-There was I. Can one be afraid of oneself?
The Memory Layer
Turning inward and penetrating the I-There of me, I immediately
encountered the expected: a layer—or file, library, or
mainframe—containing every moment of my life to date, with
more pouring in that matched exactly my thoughts and actions
as I conducted the investigation. Other signals were still
coming in from my physical body. This was far more than
memory, as we consciously think of it. This was the reception
point of the uplink from the present I-Here—the I that functions
in the physical world—now only an operating physical
body without consciousness.
I tested the storage system several times with great fascination.
Upon selection of a given point in the past, I relived
the event in every detail, down to each minute sensory input,
thought, and emotion. I soon realized such supermemory was
not altogether pleasurable. With such intense hindsight, one
becomes all too painfully and sadly aware of the many irrational
decisions made, the stupid mistakes, the missed opportunities.
The exciting incidents were no longer exciting because
I knew the outcome. The joyous moments often seemed
infantile, and the infantile sad and amusing.
[...]
The Fear Layer
Moving inward to the next section of my I-There, I found an
area I had definitely not expected. I discovered that I was
indeed far from fearless. I may not have been consciously
aware of these fears, but there they were, large, ugly blasts of
raw energy, embarrassing to me, and to no one else, in their
intensity. There were old fears and a constant inflow of new
ones. They ranged from little items, such as anxiety over the
effect of a rainy day on our construction project, to big worries
about the world changes developing. Even the fear of
physical death was there; not of the process and what lay
beyond, but of what might be left undone here in time-space.
[..]
The Emotional Layer
This was the next inward cloud of energy that I met. I knew
all of these emotions, not those that had been repressed, but
those past and present that I had lived and treasured, both
joyous and sad, and the irrational angers that were now so
amusing to me. As with the fears, there was a constant incom-
ing pattern, mimicking what I felt at each moment. The interesting
part was that this layer seemed so neatly organized.
The Broken Barrier
This was much like a ragged hole in a gray wall. As I attempted
to go through this enticing gap, there was a slight
resistance and then I was through. As I penetrated the gap, the
texture of the original restraining energy of the wall was absolutely
clear to me.
I also understood what had happened in my own pattern,
what had made that hole. The answer was simple erosion
through repeated experience. The amusing part was that in
my eagerness I had never paused to notice the very real existence
of the barrier.
What was the barrier made of? Earth Life System addiction
and the multitude of belief systems generated therein.
Evidently I had once slipped through a crack, either by accident
or otherwise, and kept widening the opening by usage—
probably through gathering information and increasing experience—
until that part of the barrier crumbled.
The Repertory
So . . . What am I? Beyond the barrier there were hundreds
and hundreds of what appeared to be waving beams of multicolored
light. Uncertainly, I reached out and touched the
nearest one. A rich male voice rang in my mind.
Well, well! Curiosity pays off again, Robert!
I pulled back quickly, but the chuckling stayed with me.
Immediately another brightly glowing beam, mauve in color,
came close. This voice was female!
Of course! You're not all male, Bobby!
That was only the beginning. The process was repeated
again and again. Each time it became easier. Now I realized
that every beam of "light" was one of me, one of my I-There
personalities complete with a different life experience. Lodged
within my I-There was a corresponding life pattern of each
personality in great detail. This, I realize, is an inadequate
description, because each is a conscious, sentient being with
an individual awareness, mind, and memory. Communication
was easy because I was holding forth with myself! However,
there was so much that I could only skim the surface. The
emotional elements were too strong to go deeper.
[..]
There must be a tremendous amount of experience stored
here, in you . . . in us. How many lifetimes are there?
A thousand perhaps, or more. We stopped counting long ago.
Every possible situation is here, every emotion. There is nothing
you can encounter in an Earth life that isn't stored here
. . . in fifty different ways.
[..]
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