A Memoir of a Kundalini Awakening

I’m entering the cafe at Borders, the bookstore near my apartment, after feeling the need to be around other people, order an Evian water, then take a seat at a table near the center of the room. Sensing a tangible energy forming at the roof of my skull, I sink deeply into the chair and my body suddenly feels paralyzed, heavy as stone. I look around the room at the crowd, observe the people sipping their afternoon lattes, perusing through magazines, and reading books. I’m looking at college students studying, business people meeting, and they all seem completely oblivious to my company–as if I’m simply not here. After a long time of sitting motionless, the heaviness wanes and I begin to feel weightless.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I sat down (ten minutes, perhaps an hour?) and time seems to have warped yet again. I close my eyes and when I do I realize that I can still see everyone in the cafe. Panning my head around the room with my eyes closed, I can see patrons walking to the coffee bar, getting in line, placing their orders, and I’m hearing them speak as if I’m standing right next to them, even though I’m at least twenty feet or so away. The sensation at the top of head now feels like an unfolding, a flowering of sorts, and this is followed by a wave of indescribable ecstasy washing all over me. And then the veil dissolves…

and I’m blinded by yet another bright flash of luminous white light along with a thundering POP! My awareness has now merged with everyone else around me, and it’s nothing less than a fusion, an assimilation of sorts. And now there is but…One of us in the room.

This transforms my perception in a way that can only be described as consciousness becoming conscious of itself. The people continue about their business, seemingly unaware that I’ve become One with them and vice versa. Even though my eyes continue to observe their individual personalities at play, I clearly know that I’m not connected with them on the level of ego or of even of mind, but at some level much deeper. Everything seems so familiar to me now, a million times more real, as if I’ve woken inside a dream. The sense of self that I used to call “me” is no more, that former life a forgotten world, and an ineffably more conscious and exalted Self has somehow, suddenly emerged.

I now seem to be observing this realm as if I’m peering into a fish tank–from the outside in. Looking back upon my previous life…Life? Huh, what a joke, more like existence–I can say without a doubt that it has all been merely a game, just a game.

Spiritual Counselor, Jason Lincoln Jeffers is the founder of The Art of Transformation, a company devoted to teaching Self Realization to the world. His Spiritual Counseling practice uniquely combines spiritual wisdom with ego transcendence, holistic wellness, predictive astrology, shadow & pain-body work, heart-based intention, the power of presence, and the law of attraction.

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