Dear Whitneay,

I had a life-changing spiritual experience, and I wanted to share it with you before I forget it, and also so that I can integrate the importance of it.

I have been using the HU (an ancient name for God) in meditation, and lately, I have been trying to be the HU, rather than just singing it.  As I rolled out of the physical in meditation, I began to feel the living pulse of It, and as It pulsed, the HU flowed homeward to God.  Out of curiosity, I slipped into the flow of the HU.  As the emotions around me slipped away, I gradually loosened up and started just relaxing into it, at a deeper, spiritual level.  Then, like a surfer caught in a wave, I is unable to handle, I was swept up into the Light.  As the flow continued, I felt like I was missing something important.  Something that I had been with me forever.  Ego, washed away.  Wants and desires fading into nothing as the Sound started to expand farther and farther outwards.  I felt as if I were kneeling, begging someone to release me.  No answer.  Just the ever expanding roar of a Light that was beginning to shear away even the fear of being out of control.

Then, I did not care, I didn't think of anything, or anyone.  I just gave in, and gave up.  I could not think.  All that I could do was listen to a high note of an instrument, and I began to realize that it was the sound of a flute.  This Sound did not stop at my ears or heart, or mind.  It mixed and churned within me, as if seeking something inside of me.  All that I could do was watch it swirl around, and around me.  Then, I was watching nothing.

As I returned, I found that I I had left my body lying on the floor of the room where I had started out.  The physical body was slumped over, where it had fallen asleep, before the experience.  Even now, all that I can do is to wonder:
"How do I share this important experience with others?"

I felt that I had to find a way to share this life changing experience with someone, so I thought that I would start with you.  Hope that you do not mind.  I also sent a draft of this, to another close friend in order to get their reaction.  That is why everything is in past tense.

Love, Steve.
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