Die TM-Erfahrung - Wie TM funktioniert
In dieser Animation werden der einzigartige geistige Prozess des Transzendierens - der vierte Hauptbewusstseinszustand, Reines Bewusstsein, klassisch Samadhi oder Satori genannt - und die dazu korrespondierenden physiologischen Veränderungen, die während der Transzendentalen Meditation auftreten, dargestellt - in Kürze mit deutscher Übersetzung..
Experiences of the Invincible America Assembly,
August 29, 2014
David W. Orme-Johnson, Ph.D.
Vessel of Bliss.
My main experience during program these days is of my body being a
hollow vessel filled with the self-effulgent light and bliss. When I
look for a boundary to it, I don’t find any distinct edge. It seems to
extend indefinitely, although it seems to be located mostly within about
arm’s length around my body, a kind of fuzzy cloud of bliss that is
accompanied by soft pulsating tones in my ears. When I try to follow my
bliss-field away from my body I have the sense that I am enlivening it. I
think it is always faintly there at any distance, and that it becomes
much more present wherever I put attention on it. I think that to find
oneself far in the distance one has to put one’s attention at a
distance, but then it is no longer at a distance, it is Here.
Yogic
flying is what pumps up the bliss. When I sit on the stacks to fly and
begin to settle, almost immediately a flash of bliss as if propels me
into the air, my body shaking and twisting as my spine reorganizes
itself into a more perfect configuration. What I experience is not the
stress going out but the bliss coming in. Each twist and turn creates a
delightful feeling of transparency and health throughout my spine and
body, akin to how one feels during a good stretch, only much more
intense.
During flying I become aware of two things coexisting, the activity of the bubbling bliss from the hopping and a contrasting non-active underlying silent continuum of non-changing consciousness. As the hopping continues, I become aware that the non-active continuum becomes more salient-- how to say it--louder, of greater amplitude, a veritable inner roar of the hum of the universe. “Silent” doesn’t do it justice. It is a heatless, self-effulgent rolling boil. Sometimes I find that I have not moved for some time, absorbed in it, hardly breathing, with each faint breath creating an ebb and flow of the most profound soul-grounding sense of well-being. All the synonyms of “bliss” apply: ecstasy, heaven, paradise, enjoyment, happiness, delight, pleasure, harmony, but none of these do it justice. It is simpler, more profound, a superbly grounded feeling, Mother is at home. Sometimes there are not two things but only the single continuum of the bliss with me hopping within it. Is it active? Is it silence?--I just AM. I am so happy to be here, so happy that this is me, my Self, and so so grateful to Maharishi and Guru Dev.
During flying I become aware of two things coexisting, the activity of the bubbling bliss from the hopping and a contrasting non-active underlying silent continuum of non-changing consciousness. As the hopping continues, I become aware that the non-active continuum becomes more salient-- how to say it--louder, of greater amplitude, a veritable inner roar of the hum of the universe. “Silent” doesn’t do it justice. It is a heatless, self-effulgent rolling boil. Sometimes I find that I have not moved for some time, absorbed in it, hardly breathing, with each faint breath creating an ebb and flow of the most profound soul-grounding sense of well-being. All the synonyms of “bliss” apply: ecstasy, heaven, paradise, enjoyment, happiness, delight, pleasure, harmony, but none of these do it justice. It is simpler, more profound, a superbly grounded feeling, Mother is at home. Sometimes there are not two things but only the single continuum of the bliss with me hopping within it. Is it active? Is it silence?--I just AM. I am so happy to be here, so happy that this is me, my Self, and so so grateful to Maharishi and Guru Dev.
Intellectually,
I know that my body is a bag filled with organs, tissues, blood
vessels, etc. and I asked myself how does this objective reality
correspond to the subjective experience that the body is a hollow vessel
filled with the continuum of consciousness? The answer that occurred to
me is that consciousness is primary, and that it projects all the
tissues and organs of the body as an individual by which universal
consciousness can be experienced itself as a localized person. I think
that is one of the main points of Dr. Nader’s book Human Physiology - Expression of Veda and the Vedic Literature.
Surrender to Innocence.
I have a lot of plans, projects, and activities, and if there could be
10 of me, or even 100, I could keep them all busy following up on all my
desires and ideas. However, I have become increasingly aware that I do
not have to decide what to do next, or worry how things will turn out. I
see that my mind is like a swell of a big wave in the ocean that is
made of all my desires and karma, and that as it settles back onto the
unbounded ocean, all my concerns are automatically being worked out by
the all-encompassing power of natural law. I just have to surrender to
innocence, let go of trying to figure things out, and just do the
program innocently. Big changes are happening in my life, big problems
being solved, big goals being worked out and accomplished. Just
surrender to innocence during program and them come out and see what
there is to do.
Walking at the speed of enlightenment.
One day after program I was walking home fast trying to get there as
quickly as possible, when I recalled that Maharishi always walked at a
royal pace. Then I remembered that he once admonished us “Now that the
Age of Enlightenment has dawned we should walk at the pace of an
elephant, not run about like rabbits.” He explained it was necessary to
run like rabbits in the early days, but now in the Age of Enlightenment
we should slow down and walk at a royal pace. As I slowed down, a
celestial glory surrounding me zoomed forth, stopping me in my tracks. I
saw the trees against the sky as a tapestry of an endless variety of
shapes and colors, the air filled with bird songs, the sweet smells of
an Iowa summer, the wind touching my face. It was like stepping into a
favorite IMAX movie. I whipped out my iPhone to try to catch the moment
and made a video of a picket fence fading into galaxies of Queen Ann’s
lace and seed pods floating through the universe. I wanted to cuddle and
snuggle a cute furry bunny who was chewing down stems of dandelions,
sucking them in like pieces of spaghetti, letting me get quite close but
keeping a watchful eyes on me. Every sight, sound, taste, touch, and
smell resonates with my inner bliss. The other day when I was sitting at
my computer and Rhoda walked in to tell me something. When I turned to
look at her I was struck to see that she was a celestial being, made out
of a very soft effusion of self-effulgent light, beautiful, glowing. I
said excitedly “I see you as a celestial being, you’re glowing!” She
looked at me a little quizzically, said her thing, smiled and left.
I
am feeling good and I have spring in my step. My biological age, tested
on cognitive flexibility, came out to be 45, whereas my chronological
age is 73. I am so proud of myself that we are doing the IAA. Old
friends comment on how good I look and ask me what I am doing. “I’m on
the Invincible America Assembly” I say. “Oh, I should do that” they
say. “Yes you should” I say, “yes you should.”
For those interested, a book of experience is available at this website.
All the best, David
