Peak Experience

So about 2 weeks ago, the day I hurt my knee, I had a peak experience.
 I'd been out dancing the night before, then home with friends, then
an afterparty and then an after-after party.  I'd done a variety of
drugs in that time, but had come down off of most of them.  I found
myself in the guest bedroom with a bunch of people hanging out and
talking.  Eventually everyone cleared out except for these 3 men.  The
men were having a discussion about foreign policy and specifically
Israel.  I sat on the edge of the bed, put my hands against my thighs
and began reiki on myself.  I sat there very still, occasionally
moving my head to change who I was looking at and smiling so that the
men wouldn't think their conversation was upsetting me.  As the
conversation got more intense, I became more at peace.  I didn't
listen to what they were actually saying, instead I just allowed
everything to be taken in.  I more they talked, the more blissful and
still I became.  One of the men asked me what I thought the nature of
consumerism (or perhaps it business?) was and I replied, "fear".  My
reply came not from me, but through me.  Later they would talk about
Japan and I would see how the fear following World War II led to a
culture of business there.

I was a walkie talkie to the Divine.   My purpose in that room was to
simply be there so that the divine could listen in on the
conversation.  It was simple and blissful.  Eventually the men left
the room.  I remained very still, not wishing to break out of the
trance I was in.  I made no decisions and waited for my body to slowly
recline backwards onto the bed.  My eyes open, I looked at the white
ceiling as it faded in and out of focus.  I was overcome with bliss.
Every molecule in my body was expanded and full of energy.  I had a
huge smile on my face.  There wasn't really anything to see, whether
my eyes were open or closed.  Usually it was sort of a whlte out, but
sometimes the light would dim and broad patterns would form.

Every once in a while some air bubbles would form on my lips and be
slowly released.  I was detached from the act of breathing.  I knew I
could stay in this place of bliss, but that it would mean giving up my
form, my body.  People came into the room and talked about how big the
smile was on my face.  I smiled a little bigger.  I knew they would
not disturb me and they did not.  I was still aware of the music
playing and voices and everything else, but it was all in the
background.  I continued to enjoy the blissful state, but knew I would
have to make the decision to come back if that was what I wanted.  I
chose that, but then stayed a bit longer anyway.  I floated back down.
 Just as I arrived back, my friend came to say we were getting ready
to leave, as I knew he would.

I remained blissed out, a smile on my face for the rest of the
evening.  One of the men from the conversation approached me talking
about how crazy it was and I replied that it had been beautiful with
all the energy in the air.  I loved everyone, but nothing mattered at
all; everything was wonderful.  My friends and I packed up our things
and went home.  Two of them took off and one stayed behind for a nap.
As we lay there, her sleeping, me wide awake, I planned all the things
I would do with this new found enlightenment.  Although I thought it
happened latter, it must have been at this point that the
enlightenment actually started to diminish, my ego trying to use what
it considered something of power.  I shot bolts of positive energy
around the world as we laid there glowing.

Eventually I slept and as I had feared, but accepted, before that
happened, I woke up no longer in the same state of bliss.  I have
definitely shifted more toward the positive since then, but I'm no
where close to that state in my normal life.  One thing I did learn
from that experience though is that god can be found through the
breath and if I truthfully look for it that state is there for me, if
only for a moment.