Michael Ellick

There was nothing particular about that time that I can identify.

But for whatever reason, that memory felt different than normal.

And I've tried to talk about it in different ways.

It felt like it was vibrating or something, like it was a visual image that was distorted, like a ringing of a glass or something.

You know, I don't know.

Like it was vibrating.

It was something about it.

And I felt compelled like I could just step into it.

It was so crystal clean and perfect, the memory, right?

It just felt like I could step right into it.

It was perfect.

And I don't know how to describe it other than to say that that's exactly what I did.

I felt like I stepped into the memory.

I did not physically move or leave anything.

you know, the meditation posture, but it's like my body twisted or turned into the memory.

I was not sleepy.

I do not have the subjective experience of falling asleep.

But my body did this little shiver as it transitioned from one place to the other place.

And I...

all of a sudden was in my bedroom, my 15-year-old high school bedroom back in 1990.