Ecstatic Journey: The Transforming Power of Mystical Experience

I felt a pressure on my neck, as if a hand were pressing me down. It was terrible and majestic. It said, "You belong to me," or "You are mine"--not in words, but rather as a form of knowledge. "If you are God," I answered, surrendering with my last coherent thought. At that I was immersed in a sweetness words cannot express. I could hear the singing of the planets, and wave after wave of light washed over me. It is hard to speak of what happened at this stage. At one level I ceased to exist, swallowed into light. How long that lasted I do not know. At another level, although I no longer existed as a separate "I," I saw things, thus indicating the duality of "I" and "other." In that state I knew things that today I haven't even the questions to ask about. Some I do not remember, but I know that I saw into the structure of the universe. I had the impression of knowing beyond knowledge and being given glimpses into ALL. I capitalize because of the feebleness of words. It was knowledge untranslatable into verbs and nouns and it filled me with joy.Burnham, Sophy is the author of 'Ecstatic Journey: The Transforming Power of Mystical Experience' with ISBN 9780345395078 and ISBN 0345395077.