01-30-2012, 12:00 AM
I have been looking for somewhere to place this. Maybe this will do.
First, I have read a lot of Stephen King, and I have noticed some striking descriptions in his work; descriptions that should be seen to reflect Castaneda's commentary about the AP (King calls them 'levels'), inorganic beings, Flyers and more.
At first, I thought maybe he had read the Nagual books, but then, I recalled how a trauma will shift the AP in particular ways. King nearly died , after being hit by a truck 10-12 years ago.
So, just a curious comment.
I found the following this week, which should have relevance here. The author calls it the beloved, which has different connotations from the Nagual. Oh well
Religion & Spirituality | January 26, 2012
I died laughing / A near death experience
Ken Peace Carroll
Colorado Springs Spirituality Examiner
What happened during your near death experience?
Question from: Karen Giles, PA
In 2003. while engaged in a peace walk from San Diego to New York, I survived a NDE (near death experience) walking out of a town in Arizona called Congress. I had suffered a severe nose bleed just hours earlier, but didn't think much of it even though it continued to drain down my throat for over an hour. It was kind of a strange day for me because I was feeling like I had endless energy and absolutely no pain after having already pumped out fifteen miles, running the last five carrying a fifty-five lbs. backpack. That was not the case for the previous five weeks; they were all tough and very painful, and I ended every day laying down locked up in severe cramps. I didn't know it at the time, but I was dying of dehydration caused from severely depleted electrolytes and Hyperthermia. I hadn't seen salt stains on my shirts for at least two weeks, I felt sick when sipping water, and lucid thinking was obviously eluding me.
I had my last meal, filled up my water in Congress, and felt strong for the final five mile leg of this scorching day. It was a sweltering 109 degrees and I was starting a four mile hike up Yarnell hill, which is a very steep 2,500 foot increase in elevation. I remember walking at a good pace and with a smile on my face when suddenly, I hit an invisible wall that physically took my breath away – along with the smile, my chest was compressing with energy that did not feel good at all, and my legs could barely support me. I struggled with all my might to go just fifteen feet to reach the sparse shade of a bush where I collapsed backwards landing on my backpack in a cloud of dust. Motorists could not see me, and at that moment, I finally realized I was dying. My water tube was just to the left of my mouth, but I could not move my head or arms to take a sip. My legs and arms began to flop around on the ground like fish out of water as my large muscles fought for the last bits of oxygen. I started to laugh inside, thinking Beloved wanted me to walk to New York and I couldn't even get out of Arizona.
Then everything became serene and the pain stopped as my spirit lifted from my chest. My visual viewpoint shifted as I hovered about five feet above and six feet away from the head of the body. I saw the body, but I did not connect to it as mine. It was more like throwing away clothes that you don't want anymore. I watched the head tilt to the side and the collapsing chest exhale its final breath. I observed the landscape, the leaves, bushes, sky, and earth. I could feel the sun like a loving radiance rather than a radiant heat. When I focused on a bush, I saw the bush in great detail. However, when I focused on a leaf, it was like tunnel vision and everything else would fade away, exposing every detail of the leaf. Whatever I desired became my point of focus and observation. In this state of consciousness, if I had a desire to see the Milky Way, I would have instantly been transported there. I could have traversed the Universe or visited loved ones.
Now, from this point on, language cannot fully convey or adequately describe what I am going to attempt to share with you about my experience beyond the light. Every recognition we make in heaven-consciousness, comes with volumes of knowledge and understanding. So, everything you witness comes with an understanding behind it, and I will try to communicate those understandings when possible. When we cross over to the afterlife, we have a psyche or presence within us, which suggests a low level of Ego. The Ego in these higher states of consciousness is merely for recognition of existence, and the psyche is residue from the physical life you've left behind.
In life, I believed myself to be from the light, so when the light silently called to me, I felt as though I was gently absorbed into the light. This is where many NDE's talk about the tunnel on the way to the light, and how the tunnel would expand and even become translucent or unnoticeable just before entering the light. Heaven has an uncanny way of meeting you where you are. The people who travel through the tunnel will most often see their Masters, loved ones, and guides in illuminated human form. Conversely, those who get easily absorbed into the light, are met by orbs of light and see themselves as an illumined orb of light as well. That was the experience I had. The orbs of light were my masters, loved ones, guides and heavenly hosts that seemed endless in their numbers, as far as the eye could see. They were all breathing in rays of light from each other as well as the entire universe and exhaling rays of light in return. Each of these beings of light radiated with their own light color signature in different combinations and hues ranging from gold, silver, violet, reds, greens, blues, and white. The warmth of love and admiration in heaven is ever-flowing in brilliance beyond one's imagination to perceive.
The ebullient energy was literally mind-blowing, making the human orgasm seem like nothing, and reducing me to a satisfied observer. The level of wholeness was incomprehensible and forged a natural state of love, compassion, understanding, faith, and goodwill at an intensity that cannot be understood. Every answer in heaven is a resounding "yes!" Beloved says yes to our every thought, our every action, our every desire which means majority rules and what we put the most energy into will become our manifested experience. It gives a whole new meaning to what constitutes a prayer. In heaven, there is this underlying knowing that everything is perfect and therefore will turn out perfect. In addition, there are no religions, no governments, no judgment, and no possessions to battle over. These are all circumvented by unity consciousness, which is love, admiration, and the law of oneness. We are all consciousness, and what has been brought into consciousness cannot be removed from existence. This is the ultimate function of the Ego, to acknowledge each other; to recognize existence.
In the center of every person is this consciousness or soul immersed within, but separate from the programing of the body, DNA imprints, and historical ancestry that reaches back to the first flash of light. The soul itself reaches back even further to the moment before the first moment and expands forward as well, into the infinite future. As a soul, we are timeless, whole, and complete – lacking in nothing. We are directly connected to the Beloved and separate from nothing.
It was time. I could feel the source admiration drawing to an end. I saw a flash of white light, and I could feel and hear my soul being sucked back into the body. I remember the intense struggle to fill my lungs with that first gasp of air, and the explosive pain of that first beat as my heart seemed to implode in my chest. My human body felt very heavy and it was hard to move. A cool breeze rushed over my body, which does not happen on a 109 degree day, and my body that could not sweat was sweating again. Small puffy clouds seemed to change their course and offer me shaded relief from the blazing sun. I was very weak, but felt brand new, confident, and very calm. It took about 1½ hours to gather enough strength for me to rise up and continue the peace walk.
I spent that time of recuperation in a state of confusion and wonderment, “I died, but I'm here.” It all seemed very surreal as if I were in heaven and on earth at the same time. It just felt good to sit with it and let it sink in at its own pace. I walked those next four miles up that mountain in pure joy. Over the course of the next twelve hours, I released a good deal of thick yellow urea through my bladder and bowels and solidified my staying here on earth a little longer.
It's been nearly nine years since that magical day, and the volumes of knowledge that were shared with me then are just coming into greater understanding now. The near-death experience was more like a near-life experience in contrast to what we think is living and how the universe actually lives. I seem to view life, people, and circumstances from a much different perspective than before. I realize that death does not occur, only transition; heaven is always here waiting to be acknowledged, I can love just a little bit more, and it is best to die laughing.
Colorado Springs Spirituality Examiner
Rev. Ken Peace Carroll is a Spiritual Leader, Peace-walker, Near Death Experience survivor, and Author of “Remembrance of New Beginnings.”
http://www.examiner.com/spirituality-in ... experience
First, I have read a lot of Stephen King, and I have noticed some striking descriptions in his work; descriptions that should be seen to reflect Castaneda's commentary about the AP (King calls them 'levels'), inorganic beings, Flyers and more.
At first, I thought maybe he had read the Nagual books, but then, I recalled how a trauma will shift the AP in particular ways. King nearly died , after being hit by a truck 10-12 years ago.
So, just a curious comment.
I found the following this week, which should have relevance here. The author calls it the beloved, which has different connotations from the Nagual. Oh well
Religion & Spirituality | January 26, 2012
I died laughing / A near death experience
Ken Peace Carroll
Colorado Springs Spirituality Examiner
What happened during your near death experience?
Question from: Karen Giles, PA
In 2003. while engaged in a peace walk from San Diego to New York, I survived a NDE (near death experience) walking out of a town in Arizona called Congress. I had suffered a severe nose bleed just hours earlier, but didn't think much of it even though it continued to drain down my throat for over an hour. It was kind of a strange day for me because I was feeling like I had endless energy and absolutely no pain after having already pumped out fifteen miles, running the last five carrying a fifty-five lbs. backpack. That was not the case for the previous five weeks; they were all tough and very painful, and I ended every day laying down locked up in severe cramps. I didn't know it at the time, but I was dying of dehydration caused from severely depleted electrolytes and Hyperthermia. I hadn't seen salt stains on my shirts for at least two weeks, I felt sick when sipping water, and lucid thinking was obviously eluding me.
I had my last meal, filled up my water in Congress, and felt strong for the final five mile leg of this scorching day. It was a sweltering 109 degrees and I was starting a four mile hike up Yarnell hill, which is a very steep 2,500 foot increase in elevation. I remember walking at a good pace and with a smile on my face when suddenly, I hit an invisible wall that physically took my breath away – along with the smile, my chest was compressing with energy that did not feel good at all, and my legs could barely support me. I struggled with all my might to go just fifteen feet to reach the sparse shade of a bush where I collapsed backwards landing on my backpack in a cloud of dust. Motorists could not see me, and at that moment, I finally realized I was dying. My water tube was just to the left of my mouth, but I could not move my head or arms to take a sip. My legs and arms began to flop around on the ground like fish out of water as my large muscles fought for the last bits of oxygen. I started to laugh inside, thinking Beloved wanted me to walk to New York and I couldn't even get out of Arizona.
Then everything became serene and the pain stopped as my spirit lifted from my chest. My visual viewpoint shifted as I hovered about five feet above and six feet away from the head of the body. I saw the body, but I did not connect to it as mine. It was more like throwing away clothes that you don't want anymore. I watched the head tilt to the side and the collapsing chest exhale its final breath. I observed the landscape, the leaves, bushes, sky, and earth. I could feel the sun like a loving radiance rather than a radiant heat. When I focused on a bush, I saw the bush in great detail. However, when I focused on a leaf, it was like tunnel vision and everything else would fade away, exposing every detail of the leaf. Whatever I desired became my point of focus and observation. In this state of consciousness, if I had a desire to see the Milky Way, I would have instantly been transported there. I could have traversed the Universe or visited loved ones.
Now, from this point on, language cannot fully convey or adequately describe what I am going to attempt to share with you about my experience beyond the light. Every recognition we make in heaven-consciousness, comes with volumes of knowledge and understanding. So, everything you witness comes with an understanding behind it, and I will try to communicate those understandings when possible. When we cross over to the afterlife, we have a psyche or presence within us, which suggests a low level of Ego. The Ego in these higher states of consciousness is merely for recognition of existence, and the psyche is residue from the physical life you've left behind.
In life, I believed myself to be from the light, so when the light silently called to me, I felt as though I was gently absorbed into the light. This is where many NDE's talk about the tunnel on the way to the light, and how the tunnel would expand and even become translucent or unnoticeable just before entering the light. Heaven has an uncanny way of meeting you where you are. The people who travel through the tunnel will most often see their Masters, loved ones, and guides in illuminated human form. Conversely, those who get easily absorbed into the light, are met by orbs of light and see themselves as an illumined orb of light as well. That was the experience I had. The orbs of light were my masters, loved ones, guides and heavenly hosts that seemed endless in their numbers, as far as the eye could see. They were all breathing in rays of light from each other as well as the entire universe and exhaling rays of light in return. Each of these beings of light radiated with their own light color signature in different combinations and hues ranging from gold, silver, violet, reds, greens, blues, and white. The warmth of love and admiration in heaven is ever-flowing in brilliance beyond one's imagination to perceive.
The ebullient energy was literally mind-blowing, making the human orgasm seem like nothing, and reducing me to a satisfied observer. The level of wholeness was incomprehensible and forged a natural state of love, compassion, understanding, faith, and goodwill at an intensity that cannot be understood. Every answer in heaven is a resounding "yes!" Beloved says yes to our every thought, our every action, our every desire which means majority rules and what we put the most energy into will become our manifested experience. It gives a whole new meaning to what constitutes a prayer. In heaven, there is this underlying knowing that everything is perfect and therefore will turn out perfect. In addition, there are no religions, no governments, no judgment, and no possessions to battle over. These are all circumvented by unity consciousness, which is love, admiration, and the law of oneness. We are all consciousness, and what has been brought into consciousness cannot be removed from existence. This is the ultimate function of the Ego, to acknowledge each other; to recognize existence.
In the center of every person is this consciousness or soul immersed within, but separate from the programing of the body, DNA imprints, and historical ancestry that reaches back to the first flash of light. The soul itself reaches back even further to the moment before the first moment and expands forward as well, into the infinite future. As a soul, we are timeless, whole, and complete – lacking in nothing. We are directly connected to the Beloved and separate from nothing.
It was time. I could feel the source admiration drawing to an end. I saw a flash of white light, and I could feel and hear my soul being sucked back into the body. I remember the intense struggle to fill my lungs with that first gasp of air, and the explosive pain of that first beat as my heart seemed to implode in my chest. My human body felt very heavy and it was hard to move. A cool breeze rushed over my body, which does not happen on a 109 degree day, and my body that could not sweat was sweating again. Small puffy clouds seemed to change their course and offer me shaded relief from the blazing sun. I was very weak, but felt brand new, confident, and very calm. It took about 1½ hours to gather enough strength for me to rise up and continue the peace walk.
I spent that time of recuperation in a state of confusion and wonderment, “I died, but I'm here.” It all seemed very surreal as if I were in heaven and on earth at the same time. It just felt good to sit with it and let it sink in at its own pace. I walked those next four miles up that mountain in pure joy. Over the course of the next twelve hours, I released a good deal of thick yellow urea through my bladder and bowels and solidified my staying here on earth a little longer.
It's been nearly nine years since that magical day, and the volumes of knowledge that were shared with me then are just coming into greater understanding now. The near-death experience was more like a near-life experience in contrast to what we think is living and how the universe actually lives. I seem to view life, people, and circumstances from a much different perspective than before. I realize that death does not occur, only transition; heaven is always here waiting to be acknowledged, I can love just a little bit more, and it is best to die laughing.
Colorado Springs Spirituality Examiner
Rev. Ken Peace Carroll is a Spiritual Leader, Peace-walker, Near Death Experience survivor, and Author of “Remembrance of New Beginnings.”
http://www.examiner.com/spirituality-in ... experience