Breaking Through the Barriers of Darkness: Recognizing the Cult of Qigong for What It Is: Chapter 2: "Before then I had discovered that my soul would by itself go out of my body at night. As soon as I fell asleep, my soul would soon drop downward, as if there was an abyss, very horrifying, and I had to sit up immediately. I found it very strange and wondered why the soul would not go upward. Sometimes I tried to connive at my soul's going downward, but I could not overcome the fear through any means. I decided to practice "the soul leaving the body."
According to qigong theory, practitioners of "soul leaving the body" must have helpers around to take care of them, for in the beginning stage the soul many not be used to the new dimensions and may easily get lost and be unable to find the way back. If the soul delays too long, it many never be able to come back, and the body will die.
From my beginning experiences, I learned that it is an extraordinarily horrible feeling. Since I understood the terrified feeling of the soul, I was worried about my soul’s being unable to come back. I wanted to find someone who would keep me company while I practiced. This person must have deep feelings for me and shout wholeheartedly for me to come back when my soul got lost on its way back.
Also this person must understand the principles and methods of qigong practice. I did not have around me anyone who could meet with these qualifications. I wished I had a very good girlfriend, but I could not find anyone suitable for me. Out of no choice, I started to practice on my own.
When night came, I sat in meditation for a little while before I lay down. I found that it was most convenient for my soul to leave my body when I lay down on my back. Gradually, I entered into a half-sleeping state, and my consciousness came to be almost static. All of a sudden, my soul had a stir; my consciousness was recovered; it awoke but stayed static. My body could not move. My soul did not drop downward as before, but floated upward. First, I felt suddenly lightened, and my legs went up out of my body and got up in the air, like floating to the surface in the water; only it was even lighter.
Second, my abdomen and my upper body moved upward. But very disgustingly, my head had a very hard time coming out, as if there were many connections that could not be loosened. At this point I felt as if someone had caught me by my feet and dragged me upward. I felt miserable. Then I felt terrified. Though terror is also a good phenomenon, according to qigong theory, the terror of having the soul leave the body is inexplicable. I returned to my body hurriedly, like a ship returning to a warm harbor. I turned on the lights immediately and waited while my fears receded. Then I went to bed, feeling as if relieved of a heavy burden. I slept with all the lights on, for I did not dare turn them off.
This situation lasted for about half a year. But later my soul could go out more and more easily. I dared not even lie on my back, for otherwise my soul would leave my body as soon as I was asleep. Every time my soul was out, I had to face tremendous fear. I got myself very much exhausted physically and mentally in this way and had to stop practicing qigong for a few days. Whenever I wanted to have my soul come out of my body, I simply lay down on my back and very quickly my soul would begin to float up. What puzzled me most was why my soul was afraid when it was outside the body. I did not see anything horrible nor did I hear any fearful sound. I found my fear unreasonable, for I had nothing to fear. I had always thought myself to be a very bold person. I even practiced qigong at night alone on a mountain covered with thick forests. I really could not find reasons for my fear; instead I tried to accept it by thinking that the heavier the price I paid, the higher level I would be able to achieve. I also took it as a kind of training and trial. Anyway, I hoped to reach the level as soon as possible so that I could come in and out of my body freely either at night or during the day. I also hoped I would be able to go very far, unlimited by time and space, and perform many miracles. I continued on my way, not knowing it was a broad road leading to death and hell.
There were several times when it seemed that my soul successfully got away from my body. It went above the bed and turned around to look at the body, which now looked very much blurred. There was another time when my soul dropped down onto my shoes by the bed. Every time the soul went out, it had to hurry back, afraid of any longer delays. Fear was the thing that I had never been able to defeat, and I was also worried that I might not be able to return. I had only achieved the first stage, when the soul, once outside the body, could not yet clearly hear or see or feel or know anything. I really wished to have someone to take care of me while I practiced, but I had never found the right person. I was very regretful about this since the gongfu of having the soul leave the body could not be practiced further."
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According to qigong theory, practitioners of "soul leaving the body" must have helpers around to take care of them, for in the beginning stage the soul many not be used to the new dimensions and may easily get lost and be unable to find the way back. If the soul delays too long, it many never be able to come back, and the body will die.
From my beginning experiences, I learned that it is an extraordinarily horrible feeling. Since I understood the terrified feeling of the soul, I was worried about my soul’s being unable to come back. I wanted to find someone who would keep me company while I practiced. This person must have deep feelings for me and shout wholeheartedly for me to come back when my soul got lost on its way back.
Also this person must understand the principles and methods of qigong practice. I did not have around me anyone who could meet with these qualifications. I wished I had a very good girlfriend, but I could not find anyone suitable for me. Out of no choice, I started to practice on my own.
When night came, I sat in meditation for a little while before I lay down. I found that it was most convenient for my soul to leave my body when I lay down on my back. Gradually, I entered into a half-sleeping state, and my consciousness came to be almost static. All of a sudden, my soul had a stir; my consciousness was recovered; it awoke but stayed static. My body could not move. My soul did not drop downward as before, but floated upward. First, I felt suddenly lightened, and my legs went up out of my body and got up in the air, like floating to the surface in the water; only it was even lighter.
Second, my abdomen and my upper body moved upward. But very disgustingly, my head had a very hard time coming out, as if there were many connections that could not be loosened. At this point I felt as if someone had caught me by my feet and dragged me upward. I felt miserable. Then I felt terrified. Though terror is also a good phenomenon, according to qigong theory, the terror of having the soul leave the body is inexplicable. I returned to my body hurriedly, like a ship returning to a warm harbor. I turned on the lights immediately and waited while my fears receded. Then I went to bed, feeling as if relieved of a heavy burden. I slept with all the lights on, for I did not dare turn them off.
This situation lasted for about half a year. But later my soul could go out more and more easily. I dared not even lie on my back, for otherwise my soul would leave my body as soon as I was asleep. Every time my soul was out, I had to face tremendous fear. I got myself very much exhausted physically and mentally in this way and had to stop practicing qigong for a few days. Whenever I wanted to have my soul come out of my body, I simply lay down on my back and very quickly my soul would begin to float up. What puzzled me most was why my soul was afraid when it was outside the body. I did not see anything horrible nor did I hear any fearful sound. I found my fear unreasonable, for I had nothing to fear. I had always thought myself to be a very bold person. I even practiced qigong at night alone on a mountain covered with thick forests. I really could not find reasons for my fear; instead I tried to accept it by thinking that the heavier the price I paid, the higher level I would be able to achieve. I also took it as a kind of training and trial. Anyway, I hoped to reach the level as soon as possible so that I could come in and out of my body freely either at night or during the day. I also hoped I would be able to go very far, unlimited by time and space, and perform many miracles. I continued on my way, not knowing it was a broad road leading to death and hell.
There were several times when it seemed that my soul successfully got away from my body. It went above the bed and turned around to look at the body, which now looked very much blurred. There was another time when my soul dropped down onto my shoes by the bed. Every time the soul went out, it had to hurry back, afraid of any longer delays. Fear was the thing that I had never been able to defeat, and I was also worried that I might not be able to return. I had only achieved the first stage, when the soul, once outside the body, could not yet clearly hear or see or feel or know anything. I really wished to have someone to take care of me while I practiced, but I had never found the right person. I was very regretful about this since the gongfu of having the soul leave the body could not be practiced further."
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