I Love Meditation
I have already seen it mentioned on EP that meditation can result in the cessation of the breath. It is the natural result of the relaxation needed to experience That Beingness Within, and when breath is stopped through the practicxe of Kriya it has nothing to do with leaving the body and not coming back to it.
When I first started experiencing the cessation of breath I was reminded of having read in the Bhagavad Gita about the incoming breath going into the outgoing breath and vice versa -- a perfect description of the sensation I was feeling. But I thought that surely it only FELT that I wasn’t breathing, even though I understood that an object of Kriya is to oxygenate the blood so that breathing becomes unnecessary and stops naturally.
Later I found myself in the hospital hooked up to monitors that measure, among other things, the breath rate, and after I entered that state where it seemed that I wasn’t breathing I sensed someone entering the room and opened my eyes, at the same time realizing that the monitor was beeping. The nurse was coming toward my bed and, seeing me open my eyes, he reached up and unplugged the machine.
That made me more curious, so the next time I was in the hospital I did it as an experiment, this time watching the monitor indicate that there was no breath. My daughter, on seeing what had happened, chided me severely, and I have so far found no reason to experiment further along those lines.
There is no end to the ways in which we are taught.
When I first started experiencing the cessation of breath I was reminded of having read in the Bhagavad Gita about the incoming breath going into the outgoing breath and vice versa -- a perfect desc
Later I found myself in the hospital hooked up to monitors that measure, among other things, the breath rate, and after I entered that state where it seemed that I wasn’t breathing I sensed someone entering the room and opened my eyes, at the same time realizing that the monitor was beeping. The nurse was coming toward my bed and, seeing me open my eyes, he reached up and unplugged the machine.
That made me more curious, so the next time I was in the hospital I did it as an experiment, this time watching the monitor indicate that there was no breath. My daughter, on seeing what had happened, chided me severely, and I have so far found no reason to experiment further along those lines.
There is no end to the ways in which we are taught.