I found myself as an observer in this field of creative imagination of what some may call the ocean of consciousness, the matrix, akasha, etc. - I was aware of many different light forms (shapes), symbols and patterns that were swirling, appearing and dissapearing surrounding me. Some of them were familiar to the logical mind (ego). They appeared to be made from what I would like to compare it to, liquid light or liquid gold-fire (also similar to what we call plasma).
I felt totally relaxed at peace, and a loving sensation of warmth going to what I perceived to be my body, but could have actually being this light field itself. I understood or better yet known, that as an observer I was in charge or had the power to change my surrounding field just by thinking. Time and what we call space did not have the same meaning, because I felt like believe it or not, that I am the space myself. At moments I was also aware of the sound of running water or hum, although I don't recall any other sounds.
As I was enjoying my experience, a sudden thought about the Sun came into my awareness. Soon after I noticed that my heart was expanding, and felt a slight sensation of discomfort. Suddenly what I perceived to be my heart exploded or bursted with powerful white light, and I felt like my mind was sucked into the heart melting in a flash. Momentarily I felt like becoming the Sun, or being in the Sun. I experienced for what seems to be like a glimpse, and what I can describe with words, the joy and love of creative imagination. Then again in a flash I was expelled and found myself being aware of the light field again. While back in the field I realized or understood why ancient civilizations "supposedly" worshiped or revered the Sun. I also understood the deeper meaning of the phrase "We are made of stardust".
Much love and wisdom.
Does our sun give birth to planets?
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