"I then began staring at the sun, a white throbbing disk, when the time was not much more than two hours before sunset. Normally I would have sneezed to avert the eyes, but this time did not. (Luckily I did not have my -11/-10 diopter lenses on, so any focus formed well off the retina.) Instead I stared intently until it seemed that my entire being was extending out and calling to the sun and even beyond, in some sort of tunnelling effect, I think a glimpse into higher dimensions, and sort of as if you placed two mirrors facing one another and peeked inside, that sort of curved tunneling. I was caught up in a powerful mystic experience. It was as if there was a higher dimensional unfolding, as if the 3 dimensions tilted or dimpled somehow and there was a wraparound effect, as if there were giant butterfly wings folding in around me. I, a mere mortal, grabbing at the skyhook, was then overloaded and blacked out for an instant. I fell forward into the water and came to almost immmediately, and with back arched and chest up floating as if in the upward-facing-dog pose of the yoga sun salutation (inhaled and chest up so I wouldn't drown). So that was sort of baptism by nature in a way, and possibly extension to my higher dimensional form that I have gradually learned to use some I think (and may continue to gradually learn to use) later and as a result I think I may have some special abilities though some of those are episodic, and I have yet to prove objectively that I have special abilities, but to me, subjectively, they appear to work at times."