Robert,
As you requested, here is my description of my Kundilini experience.
When I was about 18 or 19 after a few previous psychedelic experiences and some reading of spiritual matters, I decided to use a large dose of LSD to attempt a full blown mystical experience. I was very interested in experiencing what created us then as directly as possible (how simplistic most of us are at that age).
As this was in San Francisco, during what has become known as, "the Summer of Love" I had access to both real LSD and a wide diversity of spiritual thought.
Though I was then, already a vegetarian, I prepared for the experience by fasting for two weeks, eating just a bit of brown rice and black tea each day. I did breathing exercises and meditation and spiritual reading and contemplation during those weeks.
On the appointed day, I didn't eat anything. That night, when everybody else in the house was asleep I put 1225 mcg of LSD 25 under my tongue.
I began with some breathing exercises.
Then I began a meditation, based on an article I'd been studying in preparation for the experience.
The meditation was to hear and focus on the highest frequency I could hear in the inner ear in my head. Then to completely focus on the sound as it got louder and then higher in frequency.
It actually happened, the sound got louder and higher, in jumps, each more intense. This seemed to cause a sort of a "critical mass" situation. Each jump had the power to initiate the next jump in power is the only way I can describe it.
After a short while the effect was unstoppable, the sound got much louder and higher. In other words, it was as if a critical frequency was reached and it caused both the increase in sound loudness and frequency which seemed to be unstoppable.
I felt as if my brain was going to explode. This all began to happen after about 10+ min after ingestion of the LSD, or so it seemed.
Then I knew that I was going to die.
I staggered into the next room to tell one of my roommates that I was going to die.
Patronizingly, she told me to go back to my trip and that I was just having a hallucination.
Somehow, in spite of the terror, the studying and preparation I'd been doing kept reminding me of the experience which I had been preparing myself for, so I didn't panic.
I returned to my room and retook the meditation posture, which I had been in here-to-for, and decided to accept my fate.
If I was going to die, I accepted that. I put myself into the hands of our creator. After all, wasn't the whole reason I'd initiated the experience?
When I next opened my eyes, what a "hallucination", I "saw". Everything that I was looking at in my room was really a huge snake.
When I say huge, everything within my view, which was not me, was the snake. The snake was exquisitely beautiful and seemed to be of the constrictor type. There was no question that the snake entirely dominated the situation. I was totally at its mercy.
Then the snake put its huge face, right up against my little nose. Face to face. Nose to nose.
Part of what happened next, was what validated what you were saying as being truthful, to me, was what you said on the Art Bell show, because I'd long suppressed the memory.
It just seemed that this memory was so Freudian, and consequentially seemingly discrediting of my story, that I had never told anyone this part of the experience. Because next the snake seemed to have its snout between my legs and was tapping or pounding me there. It was like a reptilian rape.
Suddenly, it seemed like the snout of the snake broke threw something and was going up into my body.
I felt then as if something molecular happened to me and that the serpent had an atomic way into me which I could not stop. I remember gasping for breath at this, as it filled me up.
Then I went into convulsions, but just in my upper body as so much power surged up through my back.
I'd been sitting on a couch, in a meditation posture and I felt my back just arching in a way that I thought was going to just snap my spine. The convulsions were just uncontrollable, unrelenting and gruesome. I felt as if I were a rabbit in the jaws of a large dog.
If you have ever had what we in the U.S. call the, "dry heaves" you may know what I'm talking about. For those of you unfamiliar with this slang, "dry heaves" means to puke, or throw up, with nothing in you stomach. It's just unrelenting and unstoppable. But what I experienced was more powerful than that.
I've often told those to whom I have related this story, is that the experience felt as if someone had put opposing poles of extremely high powered electrodes at the base of my spine and top of my head.
Then something else happened, and I felt as if my brain and mind became light. At that point my experience was joy and ecstasy.
Next, I found myself in an exalted room where there were two beings which I interperated as being like the Christ and Buddha. I am not claiming that is who the beings were. I will say that the beings seemed to be quite exalted and wise. They seemed to be surprised by my appearance. I do remember looking into the eye of the Buddaic being and seeing into his mind. I remember light bright clear white light.
At this point much of the detail becomes vague. But I felt as if I was taken by a third being and shown many of the deeper secrets of creation. Later I read of some of these things in Vedic literature.
FYI I have taken many other psychedelic voyages since then (though none for about 15 years), some of then also extremely large doses (12 gr. Of psilocybin mushrooms for example). Though I have had many deep spiritual experiences I have never had an experience which was similar. I certainly have not had the physical experience of the convulsions and the back arching which I did during my Kundilini experience.
Other than that I can only say that the experience was the most powerful, important and pivital of this life.
Sometimes I've felt as if I stumbled into this experience before I was spiritually ready for it. But then on the other hand part of me says you cannot have this experience until you are ready. I just don't know.
Brad
As you requested, here is my description of my Kundilini experience.
When I was about 18 or 19 after a few previous psychedelic experiences and some reading of spiritual matters, I decided to use a large dose of LSD to attempt a full blown mystical experience. I was very interested in experiencing what created us then as directly as possible (how simplistic most of us are at that age).
As this was in San Francisco, during what has become known as, "the Summer of Love" I had access to both real LSD and a wide diversity of spiritual thought.
Though I was then, already a vegetarian, I prepared for the experience by fasting for two weeks, eating just a bit of brown rice and black tea each day. I did breathing exercises and meditation and spiritual reading and contemplation during those weeks.
On the appointed day, I didn't eat anything. That night, when everybody else in the house was asleep I put 1225 mcg of LSD 25 under my tongue.
I began with some breathing exercises.
Then I began a meditation, based on an article I'd been studying in preparation for the experience.
The meditation was to hear and focus on the highest frequency I could hear in the inner ear in my head. Then to completely focus on the sound as it got louder and then higher in frequency.
It actually happened, the sound got louder and higher, in jumps, each more intense. This seemed to cause a sort of a "critical mass" situation. Each jump had the power to initiate the next jump in power is the only way I can describe it.
After a short while the effect was unstoppable, the sound got much louder and higher. In other words, it was as if a critical frequency was reached and it caused both the increase in sound loudness and frequency which seemed to be unstoppable.
I felt as if my brain was going to explode. This all began to happen after about 10+ min after ingestion of the LSD, or so it seemed.
Then I knew that I was going to die.
I staggered into the next room to tell one of my roommates that I was going to die.
Patronizingly, she told me to go back to my trip and that I was just having a hallucination.
Somehow, in spite of the terror, the studying and preparation I'd been doing kept reminding me of the experience which I had been preparing myself for, so I didn't panic.
I returned to my room and retook the meditation posture, which I had been in here-to-for, and decided to accept my fate.
If I was going to die, I accepted that. I put myself into the hands of our creator. After all, wasn't the whole reason I'd initiated the experience?
When I next opened my eyes, what a "hallucination", I "saw". Everything that I was looking at in my room was really a huge snake.
When I say huge, everything within my view, which was not me, was the snake. The snake was exquisitely beautiful and seemed to be of the constrictor type. There was no question that the snake entirely dominated the situation. I was totally at its mercy.
Then the snake put its huge face, right up against my little nose. Face to face. Nose to nose.
Part of what happened next, was what validated what you were saying as being truthful, to me, was what you said on the Art Bell show, because I'd long suppressed the memory.
It just seemed that this memory was so Freudian, and consequentially seemingly discrediting of my story, that I had never told anyone this part of the experience. Because next the snake seemed to have its snout between my legs and was tapping or pounding me there. It was like a reptilian rape.
Suddenly, it seemed like the snout of the snake broke threw something and was going up into my body.
I felt then as if something molecular happened to me and that the serpent had an atomic way into me which I could not stop. I remember gasping for breath at this, as it filled me up.
Then I went into convulsions, but just in my upper body as so much power surged up through my back.
I'd been sitting on a couch, in a meditation posture and I felt my back just arching in a way that I thought was going to just snap my spine. The convulsions were just uncontrollable, unrelenting and gruesome. I felt as if I were a rabbit in the jaws of a large dog.
If you have ever had what we in the U.S. call the, "dry heaves" you may know what I'm talking about. For those of you unfamiliar with this slang, "dry heaves" means to puke, or throw up, with nothing in you stomach. It's just unrelenting and unstoppable. But what I experienced was more powerful than that.
I've often told those to whom I have related this story, is that the experience felt as if someone had put opposing poles of extremely high powered electrodes at the base of my spine and top of my head.
Then something else happened, and I felt as if my brain and mind became light. At that point my experience was joy and ecstasy.
Next, I found myself in an exalted room where there were two beings which I interperated as being like the Christ and Buddha. I am not claiming that is who the beings were. I will say that the beings seemed to be quite exalted and wise. They seemed to be surprised by my appearance. I do remember looking into the eye of the Buddaic being and seeing into his mind. I remember light bright clear white light.
At this point much of the detail becomes vague. But I felt as if I was taken by a third being and shown many of the deeper secrets of creation. Later I read of some of these things in Vedic literature.
FYI I have taken many other psychedelic voyages since then (though none for about 15 years), some of then also extremely large doses (12 gr. Of psilocybin mushrooms for example). Though I have had many deep spiritual experiences I have never had an experience which was similar. I certainly have not had the physical experience of the convulsions and the back arching which I did during my Kundilini experience.
Other than that I can only say that the experience was the most powerful, important and pivital of this life.
Sometimes I've felt as if I stumbled into this experience before I was spiritually ready for it. But then on the other hand part of me says you cannot have this experience until you are ready. I just don't know.
Brad