{"id":2114,"date":"2008-01-28T18:28:00","date_gmt":"2008-01-28T18:28:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elizaphanian.com\/?p=2114"},"modified":"2019-11-22T16:55:28","modified_gmt":"2019-11-22T16:55:28","slug":"visions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elizaphanian.com\/?p=2114","title":{"rendered":"Visions"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_h8lco0yxl-k\/R54lqs1ngcI\/AAAAAAAABuE\/s87kV50hrSI\/s1600-h\/badlieutenant.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_h8lco0yxl-k\/R54lqs1ngcI\/AAAAAAAABuE\/s87kV50hrSI\/s400\/badlieutenant.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"><\/a><br \/>I realise that despite having mentioned it a couple of times, I&#8217;ve never said much on this blog about the sort of visions that I get periodically. The two most overwhelming ones (August 1990 and May 1995) were sudden, dramatic and life-changing, but they are not very typical. Much more typical is something less dramatic and conclusive, which often recur. They are more like a type of daydream, distinguished from such simply by the sense of being &#8216;gripped&#8217;, with a strong sense of being &#8216;present&#8217; in them (as opposed to a more abstract musing and free-association, which I also do quite a lot of). As I&#8217;ve said before, I have not as yet set much store by these visions. I find them helpful for reflection in terms of my own spiritual journey but I don&#8217;t see them as having any particular bearing outside of my own soul. <\/p>\n<p>Anyhow, some examples.<\/p>\n<p>Throughout the 1990&#8217;s I had a recurring vision of being in the presence of Christ but wholly unable to look at him; I was simply grovelling on the floor and only able to look at his feet. As time went on it became much clearer to me that it wasn&#8217;t Jesus preventing me from looking up, it was myself. (I sometimes wonder if these began before or after I watched <a href=\"http:\/\/uk.imdb.com\/title\/tt0103759\/\">Bad Lieutenant<\/a> which has a very similar scene in it.)<\/p>\n<p>One from the late 1990&#8217;s: being on the seabed and chained down like an anchor, there is an earthquake and I become a bubble starting a journey to the surface.<\/p>\n<p>One from a guided meditation at Westcott (this one hasn&#8217;t repeated in the same sort of way as the others, but I have been able to remember it clearly. I think this experience is one of the main reasons why I haven&#8217;t cultivated this aspect of my personality!!): I was with Jesus in a kitchen where there was a table; in the table was a drawer; we were encouraged to open the drawer and take out what was in it and give it to Jesus. I took out a kitchen knife and stabbed Jesus repeatedly with it.<\/p>\n<p>One from my retreat last November: standing before a small waterfall which was in the middle of a church aisle; I was on one side, Jesus was on the other, and for the first time I could look at his face, although I couldn&#8217;t see it clearly. The sense was of having got much closer to him but of there still being this screen between us.<\/p>\n<p>As you can see, not something which I ever thought would have much interest for other people, but it&#8217;s a facet of my life which I&#8217;m pretty sure is going to become more prominent as time goes on.<\/p>\n<p><span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I realise that despite having mentioned it a couple of times, I&#8217;ve never said much on this blog about the sort of visions that I get periodically. 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