Later, thinking about this experience it seemed to me that samadhi therapy emphasizes the gentle side of our human nature. We all have this gentleness and need to be reminded that this is where our soul resides. There is no way to overlook the High Self in this state of samadhi.
My third experience was some four or five weeks later. I had lost my perspective on my problems and was completely exhausted. Marcia and I retired to a quiet room of the house for the therapy. The first feeling, ten minutes or so after the injection was a quiet calm, a light sense of peace and warmth, and the realization that my fatigue had disappeared. Next came a rush of overwhelming love and gratitude that this help was being given, along with an awed wonderment at the depth of these emotions.
After enjoying this lovingness for a few moments I knew I needed to get to work on some of the problems I needed to consider. After days and weeks of fruitless contemplation I now started to see clearly why these difficulties had arisen. It was obvious where the communication had broken down and how it might be restored. I knew immediately what my course of action should be in order to improve the situation. Later, this knowledge was proven accurate and I was relieved of my indecision.
During this third session I also found that if I concentrated on my third eye I could leave the body and float off into space. But since I didn't want to leave the loving atmosphere with Marcia I decided not to go.
My fourth session was somewhat different from the others inasmuch as we decided to find out if I could go in and out of my body at will. Marcia's friend Isabel Buell, who is naturally clairvoyant, asked if she could sit by me and observe what happened. I lay down in the middle of the livingroom and Marcia covered me with my special blanket. As the injection took effect that wonderful warm feeling began to rush over me. It was like floating but I knew I wasn't yet out of the body.
My eyes were open, my breathing seemed to disappear, and then there was a roar in my head. As my vision changed I could see objects and shapes, but not in precise detail. Isabel said, "You're leaving your body; I can see it." I felt very large, as though I filled the room. I couldn't remember if my eyes were open or if I had closed them but I knew that I was not seeing through my body's eyes. It was so easy to leave this body; I just slid out and then went back in with Isabel confirming that I had reentered. My detailed vision was back and I became aware of my breathing and of Marcia sitting by my side.
I wanted to try it again. I thought about my right eye, heard the roaring sound in my head, and as before my vision changed. "Now you are going out through your right eye." Isabel said. I smiled because that was exactly what I was doing. I had that large feeling again and then slowly returned with Isabel confirming that I was back. It was a thrilling feeling.
I asked Marcia if I could practice once more so that I would become aware of just what it was that I was doing. When she said "Yes," I thought about the end of my nose and went out that way. "Now you're going out through your nose," Isabel said. This gave me confidence that I was accomplishing what I was trying to do. While I was out I felt a strong swirling sensation. Throughout the experience it was wonderful listening to Isabel's description of what my soul looked like to her.
Now, remembering my previous experiences with samadhi therapy I know that I left the body every time. It had all seemed so natural that I just hadn't realized that that was what was happening. It wasn't hard; I just slid in and out. I felt perfectly safe and relaxed and stayed within the confines of the room. It is a beautiful feeling to be in such perfect control and to be aware of the process by which the soul makes the transition to the spiritual world. It is so simple to give up an old or used-up body.
I believe that this kind of stepping aside from the physical form is something which many people could easily practice. Surely the sense of detachment produced would give the terminally ill some profound insights and alleviate many of their fears. There is another complete world over there. We do not give up life; we just go on to a.new place in the universe.
Thinking back over my ketamine sessions it seems to me that one of the most important things I learned is that everything has shape. When we talk our words swirl through the air and flow on out into the cosmos. In samadhi we can see these vibrations and sense their meanings. In this way we can understand exactly what another person is trying to say and can respond appropriately. Now as I deliberately work to develop this deeper awareness it becomes easier to smooth out my human relationships.
Samadhi also creates a state of telepathic rapport. When Marcia and I work together we are so in tune that I can start talking in the middle of a thought and she is with me. It is like carrying on a mental conversation and then just moving on into the vocal equivalent without explanation and never losing the thought.
Since my first samadhi session I have undergone some significant personal changes. My personality is quieter. Loud music is just noise now. I prefer soft sounds and am more receptive to psychic communication. My overall assessment of interpersonal exchanges is far more accurate. Even though I can instantly recognize hostility in people I know why they are carrying it around and am not defensive about it.
My dietary problem is also coming into perspective. One day I had a flash which in an instant showed me why I have always been fighting my weight. The mistake has been in my mental processes regarding food. Now I am losing weight without any real effort and friends have started to comment on how much better I look. I am eating less these days and it is wonderful. I feel freed.
Samadhi therapy is a gift of the gods. It is overwhelmingly gentle and loving. For me it has opened doors, clarified my life's purpose and given me new hope for the future.
Gerri Schober
I drove to Marcia's that morning eagerly looking forward to experiencing insight into a previous lifetime and wondering if I might discover instances of interactions between myself, my husband and my son. Along with my eagerness there drifted an apprehension. I was not a good hypnotic subject; perhaps I would fail today and not accomplish what others had. I thoroughly believed in reincarnation, in the capacity of the mind to regress to all sorts of past remembrances and in the ability of the higher self to guide the individual into experiencing what he needs the most. However, was this true for me?
After the ketamine was administered I drifted into a delightful state of relaxation and serenity. I was aware of wanting something to happen and recall telling Marcia that I wanted "It" to occur, whatever "It" might be. She gently reassured me that my own psyche would guide me into experiencing whatever I needed at this time. I was not to try to program the experience.
I became aware of being enclosed within tall walls. Light was shining through at the top where no ceiling barricaded its entry. I recall discussing with Marcia that I had put a wall of defenses around me so that others, and perhaps myself, could not really see the true me. Perhaps I might not like what I would see. She reassured me that this is a common concern and I soon drifted into a deeper sense of "wellness." The walls faded away, exposing magnificent rays of light, colors that gracefully moved across the pathways, only to be replaced by others. I was overwhelmed with a sense of peace and contentment. Nothing here could disturb me. I was truly experiencing the calm of the soul uninhibited by the barriers placed there when we lock ourselves within our human shells.
I spoke very little, simply relishing the contentment of the moment, but with an occasional sense that I should somehow be sharing this with Marcia, who I knew was quietly and patiently sitting close by. My words became apologetic. I did not see any particular forms or receive any thought patterns that I could put into words. Marcia again reassured me. My inner self knew what I needed. She sensed that I had a need at this time to bathe fully in the light, to relish this moment that I would be able to recall in future meditations.