When I first started asking myself what was in the way, three words were immediately in my mind.
Repentance, Supplication, Surrender.
I went “whoa, boy, you are just intellectualising this!”.
Tonight, I decided to experiment with those experiences I had when meditating. The experience of “meditation” but I end up lost in daydreaming, but am then not even conscious of daydreaming, like falling asleep. Then, “coming to”, the room is very immanent, but my normal self quickly comes back.
It was surprisingly easy to get into that state. I didn’t replicate the experience, but there was a sense of patches of it as I drifted.
I ended up sleeping on the couch, but still running the question of why I would pull back from whatever that immanence experience is.
Supplication and Surrender.
Begging.
The memory of years of feeling bad standing at the front of church, trying to have these experiences that others seem to be having. Being “slain” in the spirit. Falling down.
It never genuinely happened to me.
I latched onto the investigation aspect of actualism, but no matter what I tried couldn’t go for the experience of PCE.
I remember the most significant experience from my mid twenties ended with me internally saying “don’t stuff this up!”.
More to come. Obviously.