I’m on the bus with Andrew Eardley, who’s here from London. The two of us are on our way to Bellingham for their meet-up.
I said earlier that the space of a muted seventh-chakra kundalini experience had subsided. But today, it’s back again.
I’m again expanded and it’s a very stable space.
Coming down in the elevator to the taxi, I felt the incoming energies of the peaking Tsunami of Love in synch with the elevator descending.
They’re very powerful and palpable.
I allowed them to descend in me until my whole body was blanketed and it increased the bliss I was already feeling.
But even before this I was still in a blissful state.
The space lasted through an emergency in the cab, when I discovered I’d left my passport at home and had a conniption.
Andrew played Felix and I played Oscar and he pacified me. We went back for the passport and still made it in time for the bus. But even my acting out, curiously, did not lose me this space.
So there’s a permanence, or durability, to this very blissful state of being.
I feel confident. I feel safe. No matter if I’m having a conniption, my inner experience is still pleasantness. I still have vasanas, like this vasana around being late. But they arise, are expressed and leave no residue. I return to this state.
On the bus, I felt myself go deeper and deeper into this space and I noticed that what was actually occurring was that I was emerging. As I let the energies in more and more, I was “coming out” more and more.
By the time we arrived in Bellingham, I was practically unable to stand. And Sitara, who had come to pick us up, was in the same position. We were like two drunks.
I have the feeling that progress past this point will be quicker. All resistance is gone. I’m not taking myself seriously. There’s more of a flow to things and every experience is interesting. Even if I’m acting like a jackass, I’m still enjoying it. That enjoyment of even our bricks and gaffes is characteristic of this space.
All the business that Archangel Michael assigned me in my last reading – to forgive myself, exit my rescue script, etc. – seems to have been taken care of.
If I lived in this space forever, I’d be quite happy. Why do I suspect there’s more to go?