The Divine Eye and Meditation... Seeing things nobody sees...
 

Friends would think this bizarre coming from me... however, it happened and it gives me hope that there is something even further beyond my limited experience with it.

Theravada Buddhists believe that there are 4 main levels of absorption... Jhanas 1-4. Once you have experienced them there are more... the arruppa Jhanas... but there is another direction you can take if you so wish. That of developing paranormal 'powers'.

I'm the most realistic, objective, and disbelieving guy when it comes to paranormal things. At least I used to be. This changed me though.

I had been through the Jhanas and aruppas. I was sitting on the rug in my bedroom, eyes closed, half-lotus position. I don't usually open my eyes - but I did sometimes during this session. When I did I focused on a place in the rug. There was no pattern on the rug, but soon I began to see patterns. I then saw curves... I began to sense something in my mind that corresponded to the image forming in the rug. I saw an ever changing shape that was small... blob like. In my mind I 'knew' that this something was related to me, my mom & dad, and my family and also was part of my wife. It was as if it was showing me itself.

The experience lasted less than a minute and I continued to meditate for 30 minutes with a very relaxed mind in the 3rd Jhana.

When I got up I wrote about the experience in my journal and told my wife about it.

The next night my wife was showering in the bathroom next to the bedroom. I had sat down to meditate. In minutes I heard her screaming for me. She was in shock and couldn't move. There was blood on the tub... She had spontaneously aborted there as she showered. The baby was very tiny... surrounded by a mass of tissue, but visible. It was then I realized what I saw the night prior. Wow.

An amazing experience that showed me that there are things going on that we don't see. I was 100% skeptic of such "nonsense" until the nonsense happened to me!

I wrote a poem about it back then...

Baby

I envisioned a face

just days ago

on the blue rug

it appeared

as one's self

disappeared

Like Fern and

like me

a blending of us

yet without gender

specifically



"Honey!"

She screamed.

3 times--"WHAT?"

The baby

fell today

hit the floor

with the softest

of sounds

The blood rinsed

quickly away

leaving a mass

of tissue

on the white

ceramic bathtub



There was

shock and nothingness

A hand wrapped

in white tissue

lifted our child

for closer inspection

veins were seen

and fleshy tissue

a toilet was flushed

and so were our faces



A sadness was felt

relief too

a seriousness brought

to us who like

to overlook



No pain was felt

No tears wept

just thoughts of

what was

and no longer is

of what would have

been

An ending to

a search

for happiness

of self

for truth

a continuance of

conditioning, tradition,

death of the spirit


There were some more experiences though nothing this strange. Maybe will post more about it at my blog?

Vern