I had an experience last night. Nothing big, nothing special, but enough to, at least for a few seconds, scare the heck out of me. I had been meditating ( without LifeFlow ) for roughly an hour. After that, I turned to the book by Paul Wilson, "the Quiet" ( this time with LifeFlow ). Actually this is 2 books, the first book is basically about the different meditation techniques in the world, stripped from religion or beliefts, just the techniques, the second book is all about enlightenment and ways to get there. As I have allready chosen a way of meditation that I enjoy, book 2 is the most interesting for me. Through a series of techniques, my now relaxed mind was thrown in the deep to try and grasp what cannot be grasped. Questions like: -Who am I -What is "I" anyway: Body, mind, soul ? Or something even deeper ? Of course these questions are meant as something like a roadsign towards the "endgoal", "enlightenment". After doing these exercises for about an hour, I decided it was time to go to bed. I could somehow feel what the book was about, but not understand it. The book says, and most "enlightened masters" say just about the same, that it is impossible for the mind to understand. As soon as you have this insight, the mind numbs and goes quiet. The last chapter of the book says that a moment of insight might come today, in a year, or in 20 years, but the moment will come, as soon as you stop looking for enlightenment. Crap. Why do all spiritual "masters" have to be such a tease ? So, I went upstairs. While brushing my teeth, I suddenly understood the duality of wanting to "reach" enlightenment. We only live in this constantly changing and moving moment called "Now". Since you can't predict when the insight will come, it can only come when the future turns into now. But we can't predict the future, we can only accept what is happening Now. I let go of my wanting to reach enlightenment. It wasn't going to happen, because it can only happen Now, and at that moment, the Now was absolutely enlightenment-free. My mind was racing, feelings were tumbling over each other, I was very busy. I felt a mix of relief and disappointment, glad not having to search for enlightenment anymore, but sad it wasn't going to happen. As I was slowly warming up my bed with my body ( its freezing in Holland ) I thought back at what the book said about the concept of "I". It's like peeling back the layers of an union, you slowly turn deeper inwards. The concept itself is that when you are looking at who I am, it can't be you if you can be aware of it. It is like a camera, it can't take a picture of itself, only it's surroundings. Thus, that part of us that is "aware" has to be "blind" to itself. If you can "see" it, it's not you. After that, you start peeling back the layers of the union. You start with your body: -I am aware of my body, the feelings and sensations of it. So, my body can't be "me". -I can observe my senses like sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, so that isn't "me" either. -During meditation I have frequently been aware of my thoughts, so that can't be "me". In fact, I have been able to bring them to rest several times, and I didn't cease to exist. -Along with the mind, the emotions that usually race through me, can be observed as well ! Sometimes they creep up on me, take me over as does the mind, but when I observe them, they too stop. So my emotions can't be "me". -According to my beliefs, I have a soul. It was the way I was raised. But would I be able to be aware of my soul ? During meditation, I could not feel a "me" when the thoughts and emotions became silent. However last night, lying in my bed, I tried to picture my soul, and as soon as I had an image of my soul, I became aware of it. My soul isn't me either ? As soon as I became aware of my soul, I could feel that my soul seemed to be "basking in light", don't know how to describe it differently. It felt like the very source of Life, of existance somehow. But where was it coming from ? Suddenly I remembered that our concept of matter is an illusion, that our body's are made of atoms, and that atoms in itself are space, with a core that might even be nothing according to scientists. I could suddenly feel that source of life, that power shine it's "light" through the space inside the atoms of my body, and my entire body started to feel warm and tingly. This sensation was so strong, that it scared me for a few seconds. Then I remembered that what I was feeling was nothing to be scared about, it was always there, I just didn't notice it before. The feeling seemed to deepen, and I was aware that my thoughts and emotions seemed to stop by themself. I felt warm and comfortable, happy and light. Suddenly I realised that the same energy was flowing through my blankets, my matras, the house, the earth it stood on, and it's vibration was aligned with the speed of time. It became clear what the "Power of Now" really meant, even tho it can't be explained now. It was an increadible experience and I piecefully fell asleep. This morning I woke up without all that . It must have been what Zen calls "Kensho": Source Wikipedia: I tried to bring the feeling back, by focusing on my breathing, bring peace back, but it didn't work this morning. It feels like a once in a lifetime experience, and maybe it was. I might never experience this feeling again. However I have finally seen a glimpse of what lies beneath my thoughts and emotions... Could it be possible that I will experience this again ? Who knows... Has anyone else had a brief moment like this or maybe completely different but equally inspiring ?