I realized tonight that 10 years ago I almost had an experience like Tolle’s.
First a little background…
Growing up I had lucid dreams and semi-lucid ones at the end where I feel myself pulling through layers to return from the dream world to the waking world. I have also been heavily interested in religion and in particular Revelations and what happens after we die. At that time I had purchased “Wherever you go, there you are” by Jon Kabat-Zinn, and I was familiar with meditation and the lying down meditation in particular since that is the easiest for a beginner.
… So I was lying on my couch not really sleeping, but drifting some. I felt a roller coaster rush and I was being pulled through a tunnel. Those that have drunk before know how the darkness spinning can feel if you have had quite a few. I was not drunk at the time, but it had a similar feel to that. However, instead of darkness there were colors.
Quite honestly it scared me. It felt like death, and I was not ready to die. I was not ready for the experience that Tolle was able to accept. I didn’t understand what was dying.
I do now. I recognize that as the ego. And in some ways I kick myself for not recognizing it then. For not being able to accept it, but if it wasn’t for that experience and all those in between and before, I would not be writing this now. I needed to swim in the sea of ego and ride the waves.
I am ready to swim to shore.