Spirits...They Are Present

Taking a deep breath in………. holding it………. breathing out. Evocative music vibrated through the room. As I lay on my blanket I hear others rustling around me. Laughter drifts near. The music washes over me as I enjoy the peaceful stimulating feeling it creates. Suddenly, across the room I hear a piercing scream. My peacefulness is infiltrated with noises of pain and sorrow that send disturbing emotions vibrating through me. I feel their cry of anguish and lay there, wondering, "Am I doing the right thing by being here? Will this give me the answers I've been searching for throughout my life?” Confused, I didn't really know, but I wanted to take that chance and find out. I needed understanding. I needed answers now! I could no longer coexist with the life I was leading and the visions I was seeing. Visions I had no control over—visions I couldn't touch, but nonetheless caused so much pain and suffering. I wanted understanding, I wanted peace. I wanted control. I heard an encouraging voice whisper with conviction in my ear, “Get up and go to the bathroom.” I acted on command. Slowly I silently moved through the people who laid spread throughout the room and walked into the restroom. I looked in the mirror as I washed my hands and wondered, "What's going on, who spoke to me?" I calmly walked back into the room and once again laid down upon my blanket when beyond my control something inconceivable happened. Out of nowhere words began pouring out of me. Phraseology that I had never heard before, "Sa-la-may-pay, sa-la-may-pay," gaining force it shuttered through my chest and up my neck straining my vocal cords with a massive energy behind it. SA-LA-MAY-PAY, I continued speaking, as it swiftly rolled off my tongue. The pressure in my chest was overwhelming yet for some reason I never feared I couldn't hold the energy rumbling through my body. My tongue felt like it was twisted and stretched moving in a way that offered no explanation to what was happening. A language was emerging. Forty-five minutes rolled by and yet it felt like only seconds. The feeling that came with this language was euphoric. I just wanted to stay within it and feel, yet I had to let go as it began to slip away and then vanish. As I slowly became aware of my surroundings, I realized the session was over and I opened my eyes. Everyone in the room was staring at me. What in the hell just happened? Didn't I have enough on my plate already?