When I am trying to sit in stillness but feel too distracted by my physicality, I sometimes imagine myself as a collection of cells. (After all, that’s what we really are–37 trillion of them, to be exact!). It helps me extract and access the intangible part of me, segregated from my mechanical workings. I start to sense my essence/soul/
spirit/consciousness more clearly, simply feeling the air and space that I have suddenly become, around which this collection of cells congregates. Is this what people feel like when they have “out-of-body experiences?” If so, it’s very freeing. The air is lighter and clearer up there.
A healing prayer:
Bathe my cells in your healing, golden white light.
Infuse each cell with your perfection (joy, kindness, peace, etc.),
And restore each cell to purity.
May each cell radiate your perfect light, love, joy and peace.
On the surface of the cell [are] millions of openings, like the port holes of a vast space ship, opening and closing to allow a continual stream of materials to flow in and out. -Michael Denton, Evolution: A Theory In Crisis