Near Death Experiences (NDE)

So straight in with the big question, no messing around: “Could human consciousness exist in the absence of a living brain?” Isn’t that the million dollar question…

I have over the years read a lot about NDE’s (Near Death Experiences) and find the whole think quite fascinating actually. I guess if one looks for evidence of non-local consciousness, then NDE’s (for me) are the most logical place to start.

Once the brain is clinically dead (and by that I infer that one is clinically dead with the cessation of cerebral blood flow and oxygen), then after a period of intense “about to die” brain activity (which could be explained as the final electrical surge during the glutamate flood), one is fact dead. Deceased. An ex-human. One is indeed pushing up the daisies…

Thinking of a logical simile, death is like a computer: when it’s time to log off you prepare yourself, click Start > Shut Down and the internal parts process such a request which results in a spike of electrical activity – shutting down all services and processes before finally presenting a black screen. Once in this mode, one can move the mouse or type on the keyboard, but alas there is no response (unless you resuscitate it by pressing the power button again of course). Our computer cannot experience or store anything whilst in this mode, so I guess this is where we as humans may differ and as such the search for synthetic or artificial consciousness will be in vain.

The catalogued NDE cases I’ve read are very interesting indeed, especially those OBE (Out of Body Experiences) where folks have witnessed items from way above their vantage points like mouse traps on high cupboards, shoes on a roof etc after all visible brain activity has ceased. No doubt there have been some seriously clever and impartial folks documenting and studying such events, and personally I would like to think that experiences like seeing deceased relatives, beings of light and tunnels are in fact evidence of something beyond this realm. If we can only experience five percent of the electro/audio magnetic spectrum of what we call reality with the limited five senses we have, then one has to conclude there is something else out there. Exactly what that is, I guess we may never know.

The more intriguing cases for me are NDE’s of the young, for surely if an infant has no preconceptions about religion, beings of light, tunnels and the concept of death, then if in those cases they were able to describe such things in detail then for me the evidence really does start to stack up. There was one case that Penny Sartori who studies and writes about NDE’s cited, whereby a four year old child (whom obviously had little/no religious experience) managed to describe their NDE in great detail; going into a tunnel, meeting people and seeing a gate which they never went through.

Whilst there are extremes variety and wealth of evidence both captured and studied, I ask myself the question whether consciousness is non-local based on the NDE’s evidence I have read thus far and can I presented can be regarded as being beyond reasonable doubt. There is still something which the logical part of me questions. Take time dilation. I have first-hand experience of time dilation when “not conscious”, through vivid dreams and the Lucid Light Device (Lucia No 3) where extensive periods of dream-time occur within seconds or minutes of real-time. NDE cases could simply be experiencing “something” during that shutdown mode when the brain is hyper-active based on preconceptions or religious/spiritual beliefs of the individual. However, what cannot be accounted for I suppose is where someone is clinically dead with no visible brain activity who experiences activities in our reality (like OBE’s in the operating theatre – as some have described in great detail) once the brain has flat-lined. What could possibly explain such a scenario other than concluding one of two things: the brain can continue to function for a time after clinical death when all observable life signs have ceased, or that indeed consciousness is non-local.

I cannot say that I have had an NDE, but I can say that whilst under the influence of Lucia No 3, I had what can only be described as near death experience “experience”. I saw a tunnel. I saw white amorphous shapes what could be regarded as beings of light. Could it be that by immersing oneself in total light, one can attain an altered state and voyage into the void, into what could possibly be the collective consciousness?

OPINION: I do believe that people do have NDE’s. I do believe that certain NDE’s are difficult to counter given some of the incredible and fantastic evidence. The more and more I read, the more and more I begin to believe that there is something else out there, and NDE’s help in some way to proving that. However, I would not go as far as to say that it is beyond reasonable doubt at this stage. No doubt if I had a full on NDE then I could be persuaded, but I’d rather not just yet if I’m honest…

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The Noetic Nook

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Middle-age modern life as we know it is a very busy one. Those days of calling at a friends house and trundling down to the local pub to discuss the topics of the day are sadly long gone. The demands of the corporation and the family more often than not take priority over the wants and needs of the self.

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As a result, a friend and I have created another blog site, affectionately known as the  Noetic Nook, as we have been forced to take a modern approach to pub chat and more specifically book reviews. The emphasis of this site is to replace those hard to get to face to face meetings, with a clear focus on seeking out evidence to support ideas that there is more to this thing we call reality.

Each page of this site will review a specific book, with the reader/reviewer adding their own thoughts and experiences for each chapter, together with an overall rating at the end.

First up is The Immortal Mind: Science and the Continuity of Consciousness beyond the Brain by Ervin Laszlo and Anthony Peake.

Nothing will ever replace good old physical meetings, but this site will at least attempt to virtually plug that gap and act as a sounding board for those who use it (at a time that is convenient), helping to formulate an informed opinion on key subjects, ever hopeful of proving that in fact infinity beckons…

Significantly, this is blog number 101 on Infinity Beckons. The number 101 not only holds significance in The Matrix trilogy (Neo’s room number), but 101 by all accounts figuratively signifies the beginning of one’s esoteric and gnostic journey to self-actualization…

Internal Landscapes

And I felt myself going. I was in a great deal of pain…
It was a very frightening experience, but I began to slip…
I just sort of, felt myself going, and I remember trying to hold on…
I’ll be ok, I’ll be ok…

And it got to the point where I just couldn’t…

And everything began to just become very quiet…

And I can remember with every ounce of strength I had…
I wanted to say goodbye to my wife, it was important to me…
And I did, I remember just turning my head, looking at her and saying…
I’m gonna die, goodbye Joan, and I did…

It was then that I experienced, what we call a Near Death Experience…
For me there was nothing near about it, it was there…
It was a total immersion in light, brightness, warmth, peace, security…

I did not have an Out-of-Body Experience…
I did not see my body or anyone about me…
I just immediately went into this beautiful bright light…
It’s difficult to describe, matter of fact it’s impossible to describe…
Verbally it cannot be expressed…
It’s something which becomes you and you become it…

I could say that I was peace…
I was love…
I was the brightness…
It was part of me…

As I was putting together various purchases from IKEA on Saturday, I had a moment of recall, a moment of warmth, a moment of connection with something, not sure of what that something was. I was alone in the hallway happily busying myself with Allen Keys and screwdrivers, when Anathema’s Internal Landscapes song from the Weather Systems album came on. I must have heard it a thousand times already, but Saturday was different.

I have had moments of peace and wonder listening to the spoken word of Joe Geraci before, recalling his own Near Death Experience many decades ago, but Saturday’s experience was much more profound. As I listened, I found myself drifting off listening to each word very carefully, recalling my vision under Lucia No 3 a few weeks ago, the Lucid / Hypnogogic Light Device of my last blog.

In particular, I picked up on the following lines:

It was a total immersion in light, brightness, warmth, peace, security…
I did not have an out-of-body experience…
I did not see my body or anyone about me…
I just immediately went into this beautiful bright light…
It’s difficult to describe, matter of fact it’s impossible to describe…
Verbally it cannot be expressed…
It’s something which becomes you and you become it…

In short I felt that. That, exactly, was what I felt. I cannot describe it in a better way than Joe did all of those years ago, but to me, it felt the same. I felt that I had become part of something non-corporeal, sentient, albeit briefly, too briefly. It was beautiful. It was like there was something else. It was my own Internal Landscape:

“I remember being surrounded by a warm glow, with a central ellipse of orange light (an eye if you will, or tunnel even), a place of peace”…

When I came around, there I was still sat in the middle of my hallway, surrounded by nuts, bolts and nails, and then the analogy hit me. Life is like a box of IKEA flat-packed furniture. Everything comes at you in pieces once you open the box. There are instruction manuals for those who need to be led and for others, there is chaos, a collection of bits and pieces, but when considered carefully, logically and put in the correct place, everything eventually makes sense and becomes one, a replica of the source (in my case a shoe rack)…

And it’s just so beautiful…
It was eternity…
It’s like I was always there, and I will always be there…
That my existence on earth was just a very brief instant…

I could say that I was peace…
I was love…
I was the brightness…
It was part of me…

A whiter shade of pale

We tripped the light fantastic,
Turned cartwheels ‘cross the doors (of perception),
I was feeling kind of far out,
And the mind called out for more…

My spiritual journey has been on the road now for exactly two years this week. I look in the mirror from time to time, the face is still the same (albeit with a few more lines and the levels of monochrome in the facial fur department have increased), but looking beyond the physical manifestation lies an inner self which is, to me at least, almost unrecognisable.

I reviewed my commitment today to both myself and others, a commitment which was a sincere pledge undertaken during those dark times and I’m happy to say that I’m on track. My personal outlook is and will continue to be my priority list. I’m a firm believer that it is our priorities that define who we are and how we are perceived by others, and when these priorities change, the universal order of things becomes chaotic, fragile. Often when one changes priority, it’s most often as a result of the ego kicking in, want and desire taking president over need and reason. My priority list is quite simple really:

  1. The Wife and Children.
  2. My health, well-being and search for enlightenment.
  3. My friends.
  4. Everything else.
  5. Work.

Work really is a distraction to what is important to me, but a necessary evil nonetheless. So when I do have to work away from my number one priority, I try to keep myself distracted, to fend off the pull and energy drain of “The Corporation”. This week saw me climbing over the roof of Millennium Dome on Tuesday with my brother-in-law, and Tuesday marked another milestone in my search for “the source”.

Following on from reshuffling of the priority list deck two years ago (whether that took place on a prioritisation table I’m not certain), I took up yoga, meditation and reiki which really help ground me, the glue to who I am now. At that time, I also saw an opportunity to open my still sceptical mind to alternative ways of thinking, alternative ways of operating, which inevitably led me to the door of my good friend in Eastham.

The catalyst to this change in consciousness was a gig in Chester. We went to see Nick Harper (a personal favourite of ours) but instead of taking up our usual front row seats, decided to stop at the bar and talk. And talk. And talk. Nick played majestically on his “Last Guitar”, as our conversation delved deeper and deeper, from quantum physics to Everetts Many World Interpretation, as Anthony Peake stroked Schrödinger’s Cat in a parallel universe somewhere.

Fascinated by all of this, I drove us both home (stopping to relieve myself on the way due to all the soft drinks) and bid my Peroni pal a fond farewell, with a mission to find out more about this Anthony Peake character. The next day I found that he had quite a few books out and more immediately available was a plethora of podcasts, vodcasts and articles on the web. I duly ordered ITLAD and downloaded most of his audio files. It was quite a departure from the former me, no woo-woo name calling was to come from my lips.

There was one particular podcast which drew my attention, it was his theories relating to the pineal gland. The pineal gland makes/secretes melatonin, the chemical which puts us to sleep each night. Peake posits that there is more to this pine-cone-shaped walnut than meets the (third) eye, in that it has the ability under certain conditions to
self-produce “metatonin”, a DMT-based neurochemical which can put the “secrete-ee” into altered states of consciousness.

One such “under certain conditions” is Lucia No 3, a Lucid Light Machine. This device is comprised of several halogen bulbs placed within what resembles a shower-head; it combines a stroboscope with a constant white light which induces a transcendental experience for the viewer.

So a few weeks back, I sent out a list of potential things to do with my chums in work whilst I was in London this week, including running events, the cinema and a “trip” to Light Eye Mind studio in Finsbury Park. I wasn’t hopeful that anyone would go with me to see Lucia, but was happy when “M” decided she would go with me, the lads stating that they would meet us up after for a spot of tiffin.

Eager to read as much of the remainder of ITLAD that I could before our visit, I managed to cram in a hundred pages on the redeye down to London, both eager and a bit apprehensive about what was to come.

Our journey to Finsbury Park took a while, but we arrived a little early and had to wait a wee while (apt as we were desperate for the toilet) for our hosts for the evening. Talking outside the store, “M” and I swapped our own stories about our own experiences, of spirituality, of alternative therapies and holistics.

We were met by “A”, “N” and “D” from Light Eye Mind, and within minutes it was clear that there were no egos involved here which was great. There was no big sell, all very humble and approachable folks. “A” resembling a young Russell Brand (hope that is taken as a compliment should he ever read this :D) introduced us to both the studio (which was displaying some cool artwork by Danny Wilder) and Lucia No 3. His suggestion of an initial three minute tester was well met by both of us, a sample of a longer session to follow if we felt ok with the machine.

Waiver forms dutifully signed (that we didn’t have epilepsy or deep rooted psychological problems), I stepped up as guinea pig and took to my seat. I decided to bring my own music, my approach was one of deep meditation (if that was possible) so on went my Kundalini Yoga playlist from Spotify, as did Lucia. In bright light with the eyelids closed, I guess we would all see a peachy glow, and before the strobe kicked in, that’s exactly what I saw, but once the strobe kicked in, everything changed. Everything changed. I saw art. My art. My eyelid was the easel, my mind the painter. Even though the tester session was brief, I managed to see / create fractal vistas of magnificent colours, a gallimaufry of spirals and shapes, more colours, more shapes, downwards spirals.

When the light dimmed, I took a deep breath and passed the cans over to “M” who selected some of “A’s” own tunes by a band called Carbon Based Life Forms and assumed the position. The three minutes went fast and she was done. She opened her eyes with the same “wow-look” I’d had and immediately wanted more, to get back to that place she had just been, and so she remained in-seat and took a further fifteen to twenty minute session.

I talked outside to “A” and shared my journey over the last two years with him, and he listened, really listened. It’s so refreshing to talk to folks like him, folks in-tune and attuned to one’s own frequency, not ridiculed or pilloried for looking at things in a different way. I told him I’d been reading a lot of Anthony Peake and studies into consciousness (Piero Scariffi), watched a great many videos regarding DMT and ayahuasca (Rick Strassman) and experienced first-hand universal energy flow via yoga, meditation, reiki (advising that I was now Reiki Level 2), and having listened to podcasts pointing the way to Lucia No 3, I’d decided give it a try and here I was.

When “M’s” session came to an end, “A” went to her to gently wake her as she  remained static. She opened her eyes, there and not there, seemingly having a full on hypnogogic experience, managing to finally reconnect her out of body consciousness with her physical form. We made sure she had settled before I took to the chair, the details of her trip to be shared after my own journey.

As the session was a lot longer, I decided to settle into a seated yoga position, and with mudra fully deployed I relaxed into it. Once again I began to create my own William Neal / Roger Dean prog-rock-album-cover type vistas. Isometric shapes began to form, mandalas created by thin illuminous “Tron-esqe” lines appeared, followed by what can only described as wormholes, deep blues and greens spiralling inwards and outwards. Then I saw a swastika, not the revolting symbol of the Nazism, but the softer ancient Hindu symbol, growing in size from central core before disappearing.

The most profound part was yet to come. I felt myself departing into a middle state, not conscious nor subconscious nor unconscious but somewhere in the middle. I remember being surrounded by a warm glow, with a central elipse of orange light (an eye if you will, or tunnel even), a place of peace, and for the first time I saw (or created) white light, three forms or shapes of white light presented themselves. Initially the three small star-like shapes (reminiscent of looking at a far off light source from underwater) moved and twisted, and then grew to be larger amorphous forms, the one on the left staying significantly smaller than the two on the right. It was then that the full on kundalini experience kicked in. I felt a surge of energy in my spine, emanating out from the base and traversing upwards through each chakra, through each of the seven tattoos on my back and out to the meridians.

Whether I was conscious, hypnogogic, unconscious or in another place altogether, I couldn’t say. Gradually the white forms faded and the whole scene turned a blood red orange and then upon reaching the darkness I came out of my altered state and opened my eyes. The energy did not stop however, it continued whilst I gave “A” and “M” commentary of my experience, as it did all of the way back to Finsbury Park train station.

I asked “M” about her experience on the way back and she said she too had seen swastikas, but associated these to the Second World War, and saw ghostly images (like those on film negatives) of soldiers passing her line of vision one by one.

We both felt quite tired and drained, but nonetheless we made it to the Brazilian restaurant where our work chums waited patiently (albeit with beers in hand), for the inevitable closed-mind ribbing and they did not disappoint. We were both fully prepared for the abuse, and took it all, good natured as it was.

One thing “A” told us was to watch out for our dreams that night, as a lot of people have very strange and vivid visions post-Lucia sessions. When I got in to work the next day, I asked “M” how she felt and did she have any interesting dreams, but sadly her dreams were even crapper than mine. She dreamt that she was in work testing a new IT product, mine was running a 10km race which involved climbing up a hill covered in snow, all rather boring…

ADDENDUM: Always a Cynic     

I got in late last night to a message from a friend of mine who’s into his metal in a big way. A favourite band of his is called Cynic (oh the irony) and he sent me a link to their latest video, them having taken a fork in the road to a more progressive rock style. The video itself was surreal, fractal art central, mandalas everywhere. Coincidence or just another universal synchronicity presenting itself?

Dream Diary: Introduction

So I have decided to add another string to my “new age” bow. I have had several very interesting conversations lately, all relating to the topic of lucid dreaming. I’m also a huge admirer of the film Inception, one of the most thought provoking films I’ve seen in many a year.

I have been sent a link from my friend “M” to the website World of Lucid Dreaming, which goes into some detail about the world of lucid dreaming (oddly enough) and presents dream control techniques for beginners. I will commence with a dream journal soon (as soon as my reiki cleansing period is over and I have the time), and share my lucidity journey (or otherwise) as it happens.

But for now, what is lucid dreaming exactly? Wiki explains:

“A lucid dream is any dream in which one is aware that one is dreaming. In a lucid dream, the dreamer has greater chances to exert some degree of control over their participation within the dream or be able to manipulate their imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can be realistic and vivid. There is evidence to show that an increased amount of activity in the parietal lobes makes lucid dreaming a conscious process.

A 1968 study of lucid dreams analysed the main characteristics of such dreams, reviewing previously published literature on the subject and incorporating new data from participants. It was concluded that lucid dreams were a category of experience quite distinct from ordinary dreams, and predicted that they would turn out to be associated with rapid eye movement sleep (REM sleep), and that eye movements signalled the onset of lucidity.

A lucid dream can begin in one of many ways. A dream-initiated lucid dream (D.I.L.D.) starts as a normal dream, and the dreamer eventually concludes it is a dream. A wake-initiated lucid dream (W.I.L.D) occurs when the dreamer goes from a normal waking state directly into a dream state, with no apparent lapse in consciousness. The wake-initiated lucid dream occurs when the sleeper enters REM sleep with unbroken self-awareness directly from the waking state.

While dream control and dream awareness are correlated, neither requires the other:

  • Dreams that exhibit one clearly without the capacity for the other
  • In dreams where the dreamer is lucid and aware they could exercise control, they choose simply to observe.

Four corollaries (direct or natural consequence or result) of lucidity are as follows: 

  • The dreamer is aware that they are dreaming.
  • Objects disappear after waking.
  • Physical laws need not apply in the dream.
  • The dreamer has a clear memory of the waking world.

Some experienced lucid dreamers have learned to remember specific practical goals such as artists looking for inspiration seeking a show of their own work once they become lucid or computer programmers looking for a screen with their desired code. However, most of these dreamers had many experiences of failing to recall waking objectives before gaining this level of control.

Other phenomena associated to lucid dreaming are as follows:

Rapid Eye Movement (REM)

When a person is dreaming, the eyes shift rapidly. Scientific research has found that these eye movements may correspond to the direction the dreamer “looks” at in the dreamscape. This has enabled trained lucid dreamers to communicate with researchers while dreaming by using eye movement signals.

False awakening

In a false awakening, one dreams of having awoken. The room the dreamer falsely awakens in is often similar to the room he/she fell asleep in. If the person was lucid, they often believe that they are no longer dreaming and begin their morning routine. The dreamer remains naive to the dream either until they realize they haven’t actually woken up or until they really do wake up.

Sleep paralysis

During sleep the body paralyzes itself as a protection mechanism to prevent the movements that occur in the dream from causing the physical body to move. However, this mechanism can be triggered before, during, or after normal sleep while the brain awakens. This can lead to a state where the awakened sleeper feels paralyzed. Hypnagogic hallucination may occur in this state, especially auditory ones. Effects of sleep paralysis include heaviness or inability to move the muscles, rushing or pulsating noises, and brief hypnogogic or hypnopompic imagery.

Out-of-body experience

An out-of-body experience (OBE or sometimes OOBE) is an experience that typically involves a sensation of floating outside of one’s body and, in some cases, perceiving one’s physical body from a place outside one’s body (autoscopy). About one in ten people claim to have had an out-of-body experience at some time in their lives. Some work by neurologists suggests that such experiences are generated by the same brain mechanisms that cause lucid dreams.

Lucidity is strongly associated with stage 1 REM sleep but OBEs are far less consistent, producing EEG traces that can variously resemble stage 3 sleep, a waking, eyes-closed state or other uncategorized states. However, while this may suggest that perceived OBEs are a type of lucid dream which takes place in a dream environment that mimics the actual environment of the dreamer, this falls short of supporting the idea that some conscious form of the dreamer actually leaves the body and perceives their external environment while still in a sleeping state”.

As mentioned in my latest reiki diary entry, my friend “M” is having some quite remarkable results with lucid dreaming and has recently shared instructions of setting up apps on a smart phone to track sleep patterns, as well as links to instructions on how to lucid dream (all of which can be found at the link at the top of this post).

As well as all of that (again mentioned in my previous post) is the lucid light device which may be a good kickstarter for lucid dreaming. From what I can make out, it is a stroboscopic instrument which when viewed (with eyes closed) can “allegedly” help to produce (or help the pineal gland to produce) endogenous DMT (Dimethyltryptamine), and it is whilst this is happening that the viewer has the ability to ‘travel’ to or view other places, other realms (whether it be into the subconscious, super-conscious or astral plain is down to the interpretation of the viewer). Either way, it can bring forth moments of enlightenment, much in the way deep meditation / the kundalini experience can do.

There are several lucid light devices dotted around the south of the UK, for more information on these check out the following links:

I’m up for a ‘trip’ to Light Eye Mind if any other blogger is interested in meeting up…

Reiki Diary Level 2: Part 2

And so to Reiki Level 2: Part 2. In the hours leading up to my next session I was feeling great, very energised. I managed to get a good amount of work done, squeezed in 14 lengths of the local swimming pool and went for a 3km run with my son. With feelings of positivity flowing down each and every meridian, I excitedly took the keys from the bowl (no not one of those parties), fired up the Jeep, and off I went.

Going into the session, my consolidation of the power symbol (Cho Ku Rei) was ok. I had self treated two or three times, and gave the wife two sessions. My sessions were quite intense, one in particular was rather powerful. Last week I had to go to London for some meetings, and recalled on the way my darkest days of 2012. I used to loathe and detest the place. Each week, every Tuesday I would rise up out of bed at 5am, catch the local underground followed by the fast red eye train south. As the city approached, my consciousness filled up with negativity and angst as each invisible mile marker passed. Last week’s experience was very different. I guess this had a little to do with the fact that I had not been there for three months, but as my outlook on life had changed and together with my newly acquired skills of self-perpetuating healing and inner calmness (through reiki), it left me feeling very positive about the trip. Ten minutes before arriving at London Euston, on went the “Reiki-Zone” playlist and closed went the eyes. Drawing a Cho Ku Rei in each hand, I closed my palms together, got lost in the music and mantras, and drifted off albeit briefly to another time and place. As the second song on the playlist finished, I opened my eyes just as the train was coming to a stop on the platform. The rest of the day was great, no stress, no issues, peaceful.

The two reiki sessions I conducted on my wife were very different. The first one was very calming for her, bringing her warmth, relaxation and a fuzzy feeling of peace inside. The instant her head hit the pillow she was gone, and had the best night’s sleep she had had in months (I have that effect on women). The second session however was a polar opposite (quite literally). She said that every time I touched her an icy blast coursed through her body. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was, whether I was doing something different.

So I got to “L”s house and as per usual was greeted with a warm smile. As we were going in to her treatment room, I caught a glimpse of her hard copy of Reiki For Life book, and I quickly gave her update on my progress in the book, telling her that it encompassed a lot of theories and ideas I had read elsewhere, and that this book could very much be my Reiki Bible.

She beckoned me to get straight on the bed which was a first, and within an instant she was gripping my feet, grounding me on what was to come I guess. I could feel a connection pretty quick, and a warmth journey up my legs. For some reason her nose started running, which I said was quite an odd coincidence as my legs were running an hour earlier down on the promenade with my son. It was strange though, I could feel the energy flow but we were still chatting as normal. Whenever I have had reiki before it has always been in a meditative state, eyes closed zoning out to esoteric tunes and wandering off into myself. A very different approach but good to note nonetheless as it proves that reiki works in all environments irrespective of postures and states.

As the grounding was taking place (I believe that was what she was doing although it could have been something else, I didn’t ask), I began to tell “L” about my experiences of the last few weeks and of my friend “M” who was starting to get into lucid dreaming. I gave her an intro into lucid dreaming, and more specifically the lucid light device.

From what I can make out, the lucid light device is a strobe type instrument which when viewed (with eyes closed) can allegedly help to produce (or help the pineal gland to) endogenous DMT (Dimethyltryptamine), and it is whilst this is happening that the viewer has the ability to ‘travel’ to or view other places, other realms (whether it be into the subconscious, super-conscious and astral plain is not clear). Either way, it can bring forth moments of enlightenment. Intrigued by this, literally hours before my session I found that there was a ‘light studio’ in Finsbury Park, North London which has a couple of these devices and you can book a session (taster session being only £10). I took an action to try and get some of my southern friends to accompany me in April.

On the point of DMT, “L”s recent trip abroad nearly became just that. She had met some folks who offered her some, which she declined, but went on to say that these guys had had some amazing experiences on it, not taking it to get whacked off their bonces, but to expand the mind, be closer to God.

It reminded me of days long ago, when I was at a party and some friends of mine at the time had all clubbed together and bought a strobe light, and proceeded to drop acid, the results apparently were very ‘far out’. I was never tempted by psychotropic drugs as I’ve always been a little afraid of not being in control of my faculties for a number of hours, hallucinating. On that basis I never did partake, but the lucid light device is different. You are ultimately in control of the immediate stop (or panic) button by opening your eyes, so can cease the light at any time (should you want to). So that is now my intermediate quest, why take drugs or alcohol when you get high on light, maaaaaaan…

On the subject of alcohol, I told “L” that my alcohol days are over. Last week after my great day, I had the most awful day. I went out with the lads from the office for four beers after work to watch the England game on TV, a small amount really over several hours. I felt so crappy the next day, and didn’t perform well in work. Same at the weekend. On Friday night, I had four brandies whilst watching Dallas Buyers Club (awesome film that is) and the next day I was awful. Dehydrated, grouchy and short with the kids. I felt poisoned, so pretty much made up my mind that besides the special social occasion, I’m done. “L” said that she doesn’t drink anymore on the same basis, and that reiki and meditation can give her natural highs without having to take alcohol, and it was free. “I’ll drink to that” I said…

And so to the attunement. After we had caught up, this time she got me to sit on the chair and asked me what tunes I wanted to put on. The attunement was only going to take five minutes so I kindly asked her to put on Metamorphosis by Anoushka Shankar, my favourite zone out track just now. On it went, on the energy went. Intense does not describe it. It was probably the most powerful attunement I have had to date. My whole body was coursing with energy, my waking R.E.M was going off the scale (as were my flaring nostrils most likely). Incredible experience, I felt at that moment that I had been empowered with something special. I would recommend this stuff to anyone, but go in with an open mind.

After a pause in proceedings (“L” once again holding my lower legs to turn down the immense amount of energy in the room) it was back on the bed, where we continued talking whilst she went around my chakra points doing her stuff. I think that “L” and I are quite similar actually, in terms of wanting instant results. I recall that during the last session she had predicted (rightly) that my head was full of information and that I was for some reason in a desperate hurry to find “enlightenment”. I often come across new things which I throw myself into which I think is the best thing since sliced bread, only for me to go off it or not get the hang of it and inevitably  in the bin it goes, often at great expense (drum kit, electric guitar etc). For some reason, my frustration needs immediate answers, as was the case when I started yoga, meditation and reiki. “I demand immediate enlightenment please”. I told “L” that when I self treat or treat others, I must have certain music on, certain lighting conditions in order for me to feel the full power of reiki or else I’ll feel that it hasn’t worked, or I was no good. Rightly (again) she said I was trying too hard, and maybe my intensity was blocking the very nature of reiki, which did make a lot of sense. So I took a mental note not to be so mental next time.

On the subject of visions, again I announced my frustrations of not ‘seeing’ anything. I was slightly concerned about that. “L” asked me what is was I was expecting to see, and I said that when my eyes were closed doing reiki, I was expecting a projection on to the blackness of the back of my eyelids, whether it be shapes, figures or vistas presenting itself to my consciousness. She told me that the visions she has (and others have experienced a similar thing) was like memories. At this point, she asked me to recall my very first memory, which was of me sitting on a moving sofa, getting carried down the street to my new home. My recall of that first memory (which was when I was only 18 months old) was not a physical manifestation before my eyes, more just a feeling although I could describe it in detail. And that was it, that was a vision – a feeling of an experience rather than seeing something. I got it there and then. She said that the energy in me was very strong but I needed to back off a little and let things flow more naturally. So I took another mental note to take that step back from the intensity and such things may then present themselves, at some point, but not to be disappointed if they did not.

“L” also said that it was not perhaps reiki that was going to give me my moment of enlightenment, it was something else and that something else was massive (hope she didn’t mean early death!), although she could not predict what that was at this point. She did say to keep an eye out for energy spikes (either a buzz or my tinnitus peaks), to become more aware of signs and react on them. She then told of a time when she was being empowered with the Level 3 Reiki Master Symbol and from that moment on she experienced heightened frequencies from time to time. At certain times, such frequency changes would kick in and things would happen. There was a time when she was at the store and the frequency peaked big style, as her vision stopped and centred on a book on the shelf behind the tills. The book was about Angels. At only three pound, she bought it. When she opened it for the first time on a completely random page, the heading at the top of the page read Angel Signals: High Pitched Frequencies…

After the reiki had finished, we sat back down on the comfy yoga chairs, getting ready to discuss the new symbol (Sei He Ki) she shared with me during my attunement, when all of a sudden “L” got totally spooked out by something coming in from over her left shoulder. She thought it was my phone on vibrate, so I checked, nothing had come through. As I reached out to pick it up, it went off, it was a message from “M” giving me instructions on how to install the lucid light app on my iPhone. After recently finishing her speech on signals, she said that it was more than likely a sign for me to follow. I stated that my mission to North London had just upped its position on my ‘priority table’. “L” then shared the harmony reiki symbol with me and gave me my homework for the next two weeks.

After booking myself in for my final Level 2 reiki session in April I said my goodbyes, but not before two more ‘signals’. Outside her house she has a light with a motion sensor. The light was on, and as I walked past it, it actually went off not on and would not come back on when I waved at it. “L” waved and said the word “Bing” and oddly it came back on in that instant. As I walked back to the car, I went past the lamppost at the end of her driveway and looked directly at the light, as I did so, the light temporarily flickered like my newly acquired Super Mario Power Up was interfering with the electricity. So to quote Darth Vader in relation to me this time: The force is strong with this one…