Then I felt a sensation of being literally filled up inside with a hot liquid. The only way I can describe it is that it was like the inside of me was hollow and a kettle of hot but not boiling water was being poured into me and filling me up from bottom to top. I could feel it rising up my legs, into my lower abdomen, then stomach, then chest, then my arms and then rising up my neck. It spread outwards to my skin seeping into every part of me.
My vison went very bright and I felt a tremendous overpowering feeling of being totally loved, totally accepted, and totally protected by this presence that had enveloped me. I got the feeling that nothing could ever harm me, that this love that was coursing through me was totally unconditional and would never end. It felt a thousand times more powerful than any love I had ever experienced or could have imagined possible. I felt it in every bone and cell in my body. It was an absolutely amazing feeling.
It almost felt like I had come home. It was as though the life I had been living in this world was just a small, short, adventure, that my real life was in some other world, a world I had forgotten about but had just been shown again and reminded of.
More than anything I wanted this experience to last but this presence that had possessed me gradually diminished and went. I found myself still driving my car with floods of hot tears streaming down my face. I was still on a total high (I don’t use drugs, by the way) by the time I arrived at work. I wiped any signs of tears from my face before I went in because I didn’t want anyone to see them and ask me what was wrong. I didn’t say a word to a single soul about this for weeks.