Must be New Age month here as casa LindaCO. I went to another Meet Up meet up a couple of days ago, this one was a group guided meditation. The theme was about getting more in touch with your soul, or something woo-woo like that. This was after I attended the haunted history tour with this group a week prior. I don't know, I think the sciencey me has always been curious about these things, but I haven't made a point of attending events.
So at this most recent event, we sat in one of the little theaters in town, and listened to this guy tell his story for a while, and then did two guided meditations, one sort of short primer one, and then a second longer one. It is perhaps an indication of where I am on my spiritual journey that I kept getting pulled out of it by the woman behind me who coughed every couple of minutes. Ah, well. But I wanted to share this one interesting thing.
We were supposed to be trying to feel the Divine (however we defined it), and I was visualizing having this sphere of light all around and inside me. So far so good. Then I "looked" down (with my eyes closed if that makes sense) and there was this valley where my chest was. How to describe it. It was a flat-bottomed trough, about 6" wide and ran down the length of my chest, and there was nothing in it. I wasn't surprised, or scared or anything, it was just kind of there.
But as we went on, I "looked down" again, and the trough was gone. I couldn't conjure it back up, it was just my regular solid form. Now, I mention this bit of it because one of the things that interests me is the interpretation of what goes down. Afterwards, I thought of the trough as a gap between the sciencey, analytical part of me and the creative side. With the outcome being that I can merge these together; they aren't really separate. I told a friend about this experience yesterday, and he said, "Oh, you feel empty, I've felt like that too". See how he projected his experience and perspective on his interpretation? I told him I hadn't thought of it like that. Who's right? I guess it's whatever I decide feels rightest. Please feel free to throw in your 2 cents in the comments.
I feel sometimes like these experiences are self-congratulatory BS, but at the same time, I think a little affirmation of things we would like to think of as true about ourselves is OK.