06-24-2011, 12:00 AM
Hi watergaze,
Thanks for the research.
Some or all of these do seem to apply to what I experienced. The sound signaled a permanent/semi-permanent awareness. And I knew it at the time even though I had never experienced it before. That is the strange thing about it to me.
watergaze wrote:
First I put the explanations, then the experiences (if they do not come together). But they are talking about a crack at the base of the neck, not base of the skull, or behind the windpipe.. Behind the windpipe could still apply.. At the back of your neck does apply.
In my case it was just under the skull, at the back of the neck..
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
The peculiar sound at the base of my neck was something I had become keenly aware of. Don Juan had described it as the sound one makes at the moment of changing speed. I had the faint recollection of having experienced it in his company. Although I had become aware of it the previous night, I had not fully acknowledged it until it happened with Rosa. I realized then that the sound had created a special sensation of heat on the roof of my mouth and inside my ears. The force and dryness of the sound made me think of the peal of a large, cracked bell.Once, while speaking about his grandson and his friends who had been drinking, don Juan told them that being a drunk slows you down while the drugs (halucinagens) sped you up so that you could experience the "fleeting" world of sorcery. A change of speed.
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
Under the impact of dona Soledad and the little sisters' actions, my body had suspended judgment; I had, in don Juan's terms, stopped the world. I had amalgamated two disassociated sensations. The ticklishness on the very top of my head and the dry cracking sound at the base of my neck: between them lay the means to that suspension of judgment.
This suspension of judgement is very important when speaking of stopping the internal dialog. Don Juan said it was more than just a curtailing of the words. When I have experienced this "suspension of judgement " many things that we take for granted have also become suspended because they depend on that "judgement" faculty. Depth perception, hearing and the ability to understand the spoken or written language are also suspended.
Immersed in a "flood" of messages (reaffirmations become constant) and too much information to take in. Surrounded by "animals," (people making animal noises and apearing as different types of creatures.)
Ps 22:16
For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.But rather than a higher plane, I think it is more like seeing what is going on behind the scenes of this world. Maybe what don Juan called a "lateral shift" of the assemblage point.
As I sat in my car with those two girls, on the side of a deserted mountain road, I knew for a fact that for the first
time I had had a complete awareness of stopping the world. That feeling brought to my mind the memory of another,
similar, first-time bodily awareness I had had years before. It had to do with the ticklishness on top of the head. Don Juan
said that sorcerers had to cultivate such a sensation and he described it at great length. According to him, it was a sort of
itching, which was neither pleasurable nor painful, and which occurred on the very top of one's head. In order to make me
aware of it, on an intellectual level, he described and analyzed its features and then, on the practical side, he attempted to
guide me in developing the necessary bodily awareness and memory of this feeling by making me run under branches or
rocks that protruded on a horizontal plane a few inches above my height.
My own teacher would actually "flick" the top of our heads to show where to put our consciousness when meditating on the crown chakra to produce a bodily memory of the spot we were to concentrate or "be." Where to put our awareness. Just above the skull and in line with the spinal column.
He never mentioned it, but one day it hit me that that is exactly the picture of the crucifixion. Jesus hovering above the hill called "Golgotha" or the "Place of the Skull."
The Sorcerers Crossing wrote:
"Recapitulating your life, especially your sex life, has loosened some of your gates even more.
"The cracking sound you hear at the back of your neck is the moment when your right and left sides have separated.
"This leaves a gap directly in the middle of your body where the energy rises to the neck; the place where the sound is heard. Hearing that pop means that your double is about to become aware."
To sublimate the sex energy is part of Kundalini meditation. My teacher used to say it was very rare for a person to pull the energy above the neck. It seemed to be a dividing line of sorts.
Eagle's Gift wrote:
"You yourself have witnessed when Genaro used to shoot off his dreaming body," she said. "It pops off like a slow bullet. It actually glues and unglues itself from the physical body with a loud crack.
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
I felt the exertion of her arms and shoulders as she tightened the band around my neck. She was choking me with great force and expertise. I began to gasp. Her eyes stared at me with a maddening glare. I knew then that she intended to kill me.
(...) I heard then, or perhaps I felt, a snapping sound at the base of my neck, right behind my windpipe. I knew that she had cracked my neck[/b]. My ears buzzed and then they tingled. I experienced an exceptional clarity of hearing. I thought that I must be dying. I loathed my incapacity to do anything to defend myself. I could not even move a muscle to kick her. I was unable to breathe anymore. My body shivered, and suddenly I stood up and was free, out of her deadly grip. I looked down on the bed. I seemed to be looking down from the ceiling. I saw my body, motionless and limp on top of hers. I saw horror in her eyes. I wanted her to let go of the noose. I had a fit of wrath for having been so stupid and hit her smack on the forehead with my fist. She shrieked and held her head and then passed out, but before she did I caught a fleeting glimpse of a phantasmagoric scene. I saw dona Soledad being hurled out of the bed by the force of my blow. I saw her running toward the wall and huddling up against it like a frightened child.
The next impression I had was of having a terrible difficulty in breathing. My neck hurt. My throat seemed to have dried
up so intensely that I could not swallow. It took me a long time to gather enough strength to get up.
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
All at once I had a monstrous sensation of pain, physical revulsion and terror. I lost my breath. My eyes could not focus.
I knew that I was passing out. I heard then the dry, cracking sound of a pipe breaking at the base of my neck and felt the ticklish sensation on top of my head, running like a shiver through my entire body. The next thing I knew I was looking at them from the other side of the kitchen. The three girls were staring at me while they lay on the floor.
"What are you people doing?" I heard someone say in a loud, harsh, commanding voice.
I then had an inconceivable feeling. I felt Josefina let go of me and stand up. I was lying on the floor, and yet I was also
standing a distance away from them, looking at a woman I had never seen before.
Eagle's Gift wrote:
I then used my eyes deliberately to beckon intent. I focused them on the point of the second attention. All of a sudden don Juan, his warriors, dona Soledad, and Eligio were luminous eggs; but not la Gorda, the three little sisters, and the Genaros. I kept on moving my eyes back and forth between the blobs of light and the people until I heard a crack in the base of my neck, and then everybody in the room was a luminous egg. Again the idea of an expansion of awareness signaled by that popping sound.
Thanks for the research.
Some or all of these do seem to apply to what I experienced. The sound signaled a permanent/semi-permanent awareness. And I knew it at the time even though I had never experienced it before. That is the strange thing about it to me.
watergaze wrote:
First I put the explanations, then the experiences (if they do not come together). But they are talking about a crack at the base of the neck, not base of the skull, or behind the windpipe.. Behind the windpipe could still apply.. At the back of your neck does apply.
In my case it was just under the skull, at the back of the neck..
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
The peculiar sound at the base of my neck was something I had become keenly aware of. Don Juan had described it as the sound one makes at the moment of changing speed. I had the faint recollection of having experienced it in his company. Although I had become aware of it the previous night, I had not fully acknowledged it until it happened with Rosa. I realized then that the sound had created a special sensation of heat on the roof of my mouth and inside my ears. The force and dryness of the sound made me think of the peal of a large, cracked bell.Once, while speaking about his grandson and his friends who had been drinking, don Juan told them that being a drunk slows you down while the drugs (halucinagens) sped you up so that you could experience the "fleeting" world of sorcery. A change of speed.
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
Under the impact of dona Soledad and the little sisters' actions, my body had suspended judgment; I had, in don Juan's terms, stopped the world. I had amalgamated two disassociated sensations. The ticklishness on the very top of my head and the dry cracking sound at the base of my neck: between them lay the means to that suspension of judgment.
This suspension of judgement is very important when speaking of stopping the internal dialog. Don Juan said it was more than just a curtailing of the words. When I have experienced this "suspension of judgement " many things that we take for granted have also become suspended because they depend on that "judgement" faculty. Depth perception, hearing and the ability to understand the spoken or written language are also suspended.
Immersed in a "flood" of messages (reaffirmations become constant) and too much information to take in. Surrounded by "animals," (people making animal noises and apearing as different types of creatures.)
Ps 22:16
For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.But rather than a higher plane, I think it is more like seeing what is going on behind the scenes of this world. Maybe what don Juan called a "lateral shift" of the assemblage point.
As I sat in my car with those two girls, on the side of a deserted mountain road, I knew for a fact that for the first
time I had had a complete awareness of stopping the world. That feeling brought to my mind the memory of another,
similar, first-time bodily awareness I had had years before. It had to do with the ticklishness on top of the head. Don Juan
said that sorcerers had to cultivate such a sensation and he described it at great length. According to him, it was a sort of
itching, which was neither pleasurable nor painful, and which occurred on the very top of one's head. In order to make me
aware of it, on an intellectual level, he described and analyzed its features and then, on the practical side, he attempted to
guide me in developing the necessary bodily awareness and memory of this feeling by making me run under branches or
rocks that protruded on a horizontal plane a few inches above my height.
My own teacher would actually "flick" the top of our heads to show where to put our consciousness when meditating on the crown chakra to produce a bodily memory of the spot we were to concentrate or "be." Where to put our awareness. Just above the skull and in line with the spinal column.
He never mentioned it, but one day it hit me that that is exactly the picture of the crucifixion. Jesus hovering above the hill called "Golgotha" or the "Place of the Skull."
The Sorcerers Crossing wrote:
"Recapitulating your life, especially your sex life, has loosened some of your gates even more.
"The cracking sound you hear at the back of your neck is the moment when your right and left sides have separated.
"This leaves a gap directly in the middle of your body where the energy rises to the neck; the place where the sound is heard. Hearing that pop means that your double is about to become aware."
To sublimate the sex energy is part of Kundalini meditation. My teacher used to say it was very rare for a person to pull the energy above the neck. It seemed to be a dividing line of sorts.
Eagle's Gift wrote:
"You yourself have witnessed when Genaro used to shoot off his dreaming body," she said. "It pops off like a slow bullet. It actually glues and unglues itself from the physical body with a loud crack.
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
I felt the exertion of her arms and shoulders as she tightened the band around my neck. She was choking me with great force and expertise. I began to gasp. Her eyes stared at me with a maddening glare. I knew then that she intended to kill me.
(...) I heard then, or perhaps I felt, a snapping sound at the base of my neck, right behind my windpipe. I knew that she had cracked my neck[/b]. My ears buzzed and then they tingled. I experienced an exceptional clarity of hearing. I thought that I must be dying. I loathed my incapacity to do anything to defend myself. I could not even move a muscle to kick her. I was unable to breathe anymore. My body shivered, and suddenly I stood up and was free, out of her deadly grip. I looked down on the bed. I seemed to be looking down from the ceiling. I saw my body, motionless and limp on top of hers. I saw horror in her eyes. I wanted her to let go of the noose. I had a fit of wrath for having been so stupid and hit her smack on the forehead with my fist. She shrieked and held her head and then passed out, but before she did I caught a fleeting glimpse of a phantasmagoric scene. I saw dona Soledad being hurled out of the bed by the force of my blow. I saw her running toward the wall and huddling up against it like a frightened child.
The next impression I had was of having a terrible difficulty in breathing. My neck hurt. My throat seemed to have dried
up so intensely that I could not swallow. It took me a long time to gather enough strength to get up.
2nd Ring of Power wrote:
All at once I had a monstrous sensation of pain, physical revulsion and terror. I lost my breath. My eyes could not focus.
I knew that I was passing out. I heard then the dry, cracking sound of a pipe breaking at the base of my neck and felt the ticklish sensation on top of my head, running like a shiver through my entire body. The next thing I knew I was looking at them from the other side of the kitchen. The three girls were staring at me while they lay on the floor.
"What are you people doing?" I heard someone say in a loud, harsh, commanding voice.
I then had an inconceivable feeling. I felt Josefina let go of me and stand up. I was lying on the floor, and yet I was also
standing a distance away from them, looking at a woman I had never seen before.
Eagle's Gift wrote:
I then used my eyes deliberately to beckon intent. I focused them on the point of the second attention. All of a sudden don Juan, his warriors, dona Soledad, and Eligio were luminous eggs; but not la Gorda, the three little sisters, and the Genaros. I kept on moving my eyes back and forth between the blobs of light and the people until I heard a crack in the base of my neck, and then everybody in the room was a luminous egg. Again the idea of an expansion of awareness signaled by that popping sound.