I found that once I learned to hover in a deep meditative state I would eventually attract benevolent "beings". Upon waking I would be so excited because they would teach me concepts that I could never conceive.
For a year and a half I became a regular meditator. Around five times I have received positive, one-on-one "downloads," each experience lasting up to 20 minutes. When I read back now on my writing, I can see that the guidance I received these times was always positive and helpful on a human lifestyle level.
The very last time, however, exactly two years ago in May, 2010, I experienced something so very disturbing. Lying on my bed at my home (in a Melbourne Metro suburb), around 4 p.m., television on, physically relaxed and very comfortable, I began to enter the zone.
Through the corner of my eye, I saw gliding into my bedroom through a slightly opened door was something I can best describe as a swerving black cloak. It was gliding and bobbing as if controlled. It very quickly came toward me and hovered near the opening of my mouth as I was exhaling. As I next inhaled, it glided with the tempo of my breath and swooshed into my mouth. I nervously felt this menacing hooded being slide inside.
It all happened so quickly. With my inhalation it swiftly rode in with my breath. I knew I was being invaded, but then exactly like a mini vacuum, when I exhaled the entity exited through my mouth and sucked every particle of my last exhaling breath.
Instantly, I was gone from my world. I awoke from a lying down position into a completely black void. No sound. No vision. I was in a state of confusion. After just a few seconds as my comprehension evolved, I realized at that very moment I was, in effect, dead.
Once this thought took hold. I was confronted with a very fast-moving reel of pictures of me in my entire life. My childhood, me today, everything. So quickly and sharply I could see all the opportunities laid out for me. These opportunities were highlighted because I hadn't beckoned them when they were in front of me during my lifetime! It was as though another set of wise retrospective eyes were assessing the losses I had carelessly flung away from my path.
Such a difficult idea to explain, but in a sense I realized 100% that my wisdom had come too late. I started to panic at the idea of being dead. Silence of death and a thick solitary blackness was just not part of the plan I had for my life at this time. Oh, the despair and the mourning I felt at this time was really a heavy feeling for me. I cried very heavily, I felt haunted, gutted. Why couldn't I have seen everything so clearly when I was back in my body? Why? Did I waste myself?
But I couldn't come back and I had no one to point the finger at, no one to blame but myself. I was all alone. I was finished. I knew that I could not come back. It was final. A thought consciousness surrounded me. It was communicating what I had forgotten for my life. Then I suddenly remembered, yes remembered! I had a purpose, exactly what I was suppose to do here with my time. Then I awoke. I have been too scared to go under since.