May 16, 2015 9:53 AM
I awoke to a few inches of snow on the ground this morning, enough to make a nice, white blanket. Yesterday was a mix of rain and snow, so I stayed inside the van the whole time, grateful for the hightop and the space it provides to move around in.
Running the heater most of yesterday reminded me of something: How my spiritual practice saved my life about six months ago.
I was camped up in Flagstaff and it was a cold night and I had turned the heater on, but had forgotten to crack a window and open the roof vent. Unbeknownst to me, carbon monoxide was building up in the van as I sat in the rig working out KenKen puzzles on my tablet.
Suddenly, I-as-the-Soul (which has a separate mind/consciousness/train-of-thoughts than the physical brain), realized that my brain was confused, that it should know the answer to this piece of the KenKen puzzle. I looked up and my brain thought, “This is a weird room,” and I-as-the-Soul realized there was something terribly wrong here, that we had to leave this room, and we opened the strange sliding door and stepped out into a dark forest filled with fresh mountain air.
[Note: I originally wrote the above paragraph using the term, I-as-the-Witness, but the Witness doesn’t have thoughts, it only observes them. So something else (me-as-the-Soul) must have been recognizing the thoughts coming out of the mortal brain as being confused.]
Had I still been identified with my thoughts (as I used to be and as most people are), I’m pretty sure I would have just laid my head back and enjoyed the wonderful, dreamy, buzz-like state I had found myself in. That is until I detached from my body and floated off to wherever Souls float off to.
Anyway, who says all this spiritual stuff isn’t useful?
I don’t know why I didn’t blog about this experience at the time. I guess I didn’t realize it was I-as-the-Soul which saved me until I thought about the heater this morning.
Oh, and for owners of catalytic heaters, just like it says in the manual, don’t forget to crack a vent and a window when you’re using these things.
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