I have been to place. I remain physically present with the verbal ability to communicate where I am. I continue talking. But I do not hear my voice. My eyes continue to blink, but the external surroundings are gone. My external surroundings are silent. I hear noise and I see the people in this other place and my memory totally recreates a scene from the distant past. Every word, every tactile sensation, every emotion, from the past is there and it's real.
Where is this place? It seems that it must be from within, brought forth by an external power. For this experience I am grateful. DH

How much of life is lost on what we are thinking about doing in the future, what we have done in the past, what we could be doing right now instead? Besides that, we are constantly bombarded by external stimuli (demanding of our attention). I would like to have an internal dial, so that interactions do not need to be diluted by everything else going on in life. I imagine how content I would be, to live in the moment. "Silence is Golden". I am going to work on this...me thinks. DH