Another bizarre experience of mine at age 16 happened when I awoke one morning in an unusual mental state. I was regularly using mind-expanding drugs at this period in my life, but I was not high when I had this experience.
I am usually a nervous, chatty person, but this morning I awoke feeling completely calm, I felt love for my fellow man and complete happiness and contentment.
I went down to the street and walked along beaming at all the people I saw. Then suddenly a homeless man appeared in front of me. He was in very poor condition, bedraggled, dirty, in torn clothes.
He begged for money for food. We were standing in front of a hotdog restaurant. I steered him into the restaurant and told him to order what he wanted. The shopkeeper allowed us to stay even though my companion was what he was, which I thought was very nice.
So, we ate hotdogs together and I left him the extra change.
I walked out of the restaurant and down the street again. About a block down was a church. In the garden was a beautiful statue of someone, I don’t remember who.
I stared at the statue and felt love for everything fill me. Suddenly, the world around me went black except for a bright, white spotlight shining down on the statue. My ears were filled with choir music, like thousands of voices raised in glory.
I wasn’t sure how long I spent in this state, but I was interrupted by someone saying, “hey lady, lady.”
I snapped out of this state of grace and the world around me returned. I dragged my eyes away from the statue and looked at who was speaking. It was the shopkeeper who served us the hotdogs. He was saying “I thought what you did was really great.”
We both looked into each other’s faces. I don’t know what he saw in mine, but it both awed and frightened him. I think he may have thought he was looking at something not human; like an angelic being. He started backing away, stammering “yeah, real nice of you.” Then he turned and ran away.
Then I beamed my way home, loving everyone I saw.
