These layers, which I have been constantly talking and writing about lately, are something groundbreaking and shocking in my life. This is one of my clearest Kundalini experiences.
I think the way I write about the ethereal layer that has overlaid my reality conveys the gravity of the situation. My new state feels like a fresh start and a significantly expanded perspective.
Before, I was at the stage of recognizing souls in people I pass by, for quite a long time. Now I have a sense of existence as if from the level of an architect. I look at everything differently. I look at objects, including people, as projects, works. I look for beauty, originality, nature, adjustment to the surroundings (harmony with the surroundings). I am looking for something deeper. I am looking for a message. There are exquisite, elegant, attractive works. I am looking for beauty and harmony. I look at people as if they were projects of their minds.
Throughout my life, every now and then I feel like reorganizing myself. Re-creating myself in some part. Usually, this occurs in parallel with a new stage in life. Most often, along with a new stage, I get rid of past elements. I have the ease of ending friendships, closing accounts, deleting photos, throwing away various things that are no longer consistent with my current state. That is why I call it cutting off, severing. Specifically and irreversibly.
At this moment, although I feel a clear change, I perceive it rather as a continuum.
Suddenly, the etheric layer, which was more accessible to me during meditation and sleep, appeared in parallel. Now I feel both my body and my soul at the same time, without the need to enter a meditative state. I look at myself in the mirror and have different perspectives at the same time.
I do not look at myself critically, as I did in the past. Now I look with curiosity. I am the work of my thoughts. And I have had very different thoughts throughout my life. My body looks like a battlefield. And so it happened. My body is my rich history. It is an ambiguous image, and therefore fascinating.
There are times when I have a typical flood of thoughts. Closer friends know that I can shoot different thoughts and topics like a rifle. And a moment later I am drawn in, often not only mentally, but also I resist so as not to lose control of my body, when I enter a state of (in a sense) weightlessness.
Of course I like what is happening. It is so fairy-tale. Childhood dreams of extraordinary, even magical experiences are coming true. If I am in this form of existence now, what else can happen? Will I be able to function among other people while floating internally?