At sunset I would meditate on a ledge of some vertical red rocks, while facing
toward the sun. I also ran in the hills, and hung on a bar from my hips. I was
intuitively drawn to do nude sun meditations and put sun-heated rocks on my
body to relieve energy blocks and muscular contractions. Afterwards I would
jump into a cold stream to try to awake up from the bliss and right-brain trance
I was in...my goal after all in moving to Colorado was to “wake up.” I did these
practices nearly every day for the first few months in an attempt to handle the
chemistry I was experiencing and intuitively I knew I was preparing myself to meet
Mr. Universal.
Of course all my efforts to “handle” the energy only served to propagate and
exaggerate the awakening I was about to have. Ten days into July things started
to get really strange. The left side of my head and brain had become significantly
numb with a vice-like cramp and I had shifted even further into a more right-
brained elemental consciousness. I thought I had just pinched a nerve while using
the hot rocks, as I had used one as a pillow. But no, this left-brain freeze was
accompanied by the classic kundalini symptoms—left foot tingle, ecstasy, heart
expansions, along with a full body rise in temperature and a permanent blissful
sexual heat.
One morning three days after this strange left-brain freeze began I woke up at
11.00 am, whereas normally I awoke at 6.00 am. This holy exquisite day that I
had awoken to was like no other. Everything was scintillating with white light, and
there was celestial music playing in my head as I wandered through the afternoon
in a very right-brained state. That evening I was to attend a book talk by a spiritual
teacher and I told some friends on a web forum that I would give them a review
of this authors talk. It was early as I entered the room where the author’s talk was
to be held. Mr. Universal was there on the stage with his back to me. He turned
around like a panther with a smile on his face like he knew I had walked into the
room. You can imagine the shock, seeing him live after 24 years and me being in
this utterly weird right-brain condition that I had no control over and which was
somehow related to him. Note that this is indeed “July” that I am seeing him like
the “Full Moon” had told me.
That night Mr. Universal was cameraman at his friends book talk. Alarmingly
he proceeds to set up his camera not four feet from where I was seated. Whereupon
I respond with a series of panic attacks and with each wave he sensed my panic
and backed away from me. I had just read in this authors book that energy applied
to counter something sets up an opposite effect, like being in the zero-gravity of space
and punching forward while being bodily forced backwards. Having read this I
was trying to digest the panic by moving “into” it without trying to counter it,
as each wave washed over me. New activity began in my prefrontal lobes from
the first instant of being in Mr. Universal’s presence. My prefrontals had never
responded to anyone else like this, nor ever will again.
The following evening was the introduction of the weekend workshop that was
to follow the author’s book talk. So I trot along thinking I will see Mr. Universal
Man and sure enough he was there playing cameraman again. I sat in a row of chairs