reply to post by Karlhungis
Well, ever since I was a child I always had the (excuse the pun, although it IS a most appropriate one : )) - "gut feeling" that my very own
'secret of secrets', whatever it was, was somehow in there
. So I became interested in it - and in "using" it - very early in life.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago...
(And this is really difficult for me to write about, because the same "gut feeling" is also telling me that the less one talks about certain things,
I was trying to crack one of THE "great mysteries", as if my life depended on it. (And, in a way, it DID.)
When I felt, in the depths of my despair, as if my head had been cracked open, an idea shone through: the answer - or at least AN answer - to the
all-important question I was trying to disentangle... At that moment, I felt such an intense burning/pulsating in my P.S. that it defies description.
I found myself actually gasping aloud, almost screaming (and I am not at all a pansy that cries over a broken fingernail).
The funny thing is... it wasn't painful AT ALL
And yet, I could not help it: it was SO intense!
So I tried not thinking about the idea that had occurred to me... The feeling subsided immediately; it stopped. Then I recalled the idea again - and
there it was again, the intolerable burning/pulsating in my plexus!
In other words: I have every reason to believe that the plexus is directly connected with the... what shall we call it?
The quest for "Truth"?
I believe it is a direct connexion (of a sort) with the Cosmic Intelligence, if you will. (It's just a term, for lack of a better one.)
P.S. Please, do not ask me what the question was... : )
Oh - and thank you for the link!
It's most interesting.
EDIT: The colours don't seem to work (even though the HTML - and the preview - looks perfectly OK) - sorry.
[edit on 13-12-2007 by Vanitas]