Tunnel

Continuing with the theme:

Exiting from tonight's meditation I reached the Vortex State, and yet there was a willfulness to its arrival, perhaps due to the previous post about it. It seemed I anticipated it in a unique way. With the white on black panorama in front of me I first noticed it was stagnant and with, again, a will, it began to turn. Something about it reminded me of my childhood pastime. Staring in the dark from my bed late at night I'd watch a slow moving shower of multi-colored dots flow uniformly across my field of vision in an arch. They seemed to be in the middle of the bedroom. I knew they weren't actually there, and yet there they were.

Back to the TM, almost as soon as the white-line image began its turn (counterclockwise? Does it matter?)I was seeing an image beyond it, again 3D but this time a tunnel, man-made concrete archway with nothing but darkness (literal) inside.

And that's it. Already I fear this blog is becoming nothing more than a catalog of meaningless images spilling forth from the unconscious. The deep insights are so often fleeting and uncatchable, especially when the typing begins. Add to that my rather dark mood at the moment, as the memorial for my brother approaches...

Endless ridges
Of a roiled ocean at rest
Consumes the depth of my view
Listen for the silence
Between the crests
And let the images ghost through



For my brother, Brandon Robert Foy
1965-2009

Pyramid with Cross

On moving toward the conscious realm after a period of deep (and almost fully unconscious) meditation state I entered what I'll call the Vortex State. This is a common signpost going in or coming out and is notable for spinning designs seen within the inner eye. Though still fully in meditation when this stage is reached, on exit it's a clear signal that the session is nearing completion. Consciousness and Will power enter and mix with the stuff of the unconscious realm.

There's a certain excitement when I (as in: my ego) am suddenly a part of the show, residues of the immense meat of the meditation lingering strongly. So here's where I can explore, and the balancing act between the ego's Will and flood of unconscious material begins. Push/Allow. Try/Not-try.

Today's TM (meditation): I suddenly hit the Vortex State during exit. The screen of my inner vision is purely black with white, slightly unfocused and amorphous imagery. Greyscale, little to none. I willfully focus in on it, trying to see into and through the image. I've had a notion for some time that the Vortex is rather one dimensional and while interesting perhaps conceals more valuable material. Indeed, imposing a focusing Will on it has yeilded interesting results.

Still spinning the imagery morphs: a menacing face made of smoke, then the Mt. Rushmore sculpture. The spinning stops and my vantage point is high in the air looking down at a grand pyramid atop of which is a suitably sized cross of the Christian sort. The imagery is now rich with shade, fully 3-D yet still B&W. I focus in on this image below me. The simple cross is the same shade -sunbleached stone - as the pyramid and without adornment of any kind, yet at its base where it meets the pyramid is a perfect nestle of clouds in a ring. This seems at once natural (for there are wisps of cloud all around at the level of the pyramid peak) and an important aspect of the vital image.

Then I fully emerge from meditation. Even as I write this an hour later I can still feel the warm pleasant pressure through my brain - another attribute of the practice.
Pyramids and crosses have not been common emergent imagery for me (unlike coils, mandalas, and eyes - so many eyes) and I was eager to peruse the internet for a corresponding image from history. I have found none as of yet and can report no accompanying thoughts or feelings which may give the slightest hint of its origin or symbolic meaning.