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,
the better.)
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]