Mystical Experiencer: Male in mid-seventies
Submission date: June 26, 2021
Current location: U.S.A.
Age at time of experience: 31
I was walking down the main street of Bethel, Maine, after just saying goodbye to some friends. It was a cloudy day with a light misty rain. There was no one around, as far as I could tell. I was in a very quiet and contemplative mood, when the following message came to me inside my head. “Words do not describe the world, they limit it”.
At that moment, I had this powerful sensation like being high on something. I looked around at the hills, trees, clouds, and the rest of where I was, like I had never seen any of that before. Not sure how long I did that, but then I said to myself, “I know the clouds and trees as if they are me”. I then looked down at the back of my hands, and there was this direct realization that I am the trees, the clouds, the hills — I was in the oneness with all of it. “I” disappeared for some period of time, no idea, but I was conscious of having no separation from the world. Bliss is the closest word I could use, but it was beyond words.
I then began to try to understand what was going on, and in that moment of trying, it all went away. I stood there stunned for a few minutes and had to gather myself and remember where I was going. I was in a daze for quite some time. Some little things happened like walking through a pine grove and a squirrel came up to my foot and sniffed it, and walked right over it, unfazed by me. When I rejoined my friends, they kept asking what had happened to me and at the time I could not explain.
