Indigo light and meditation

I recently returned from a trip to Oklahoma. Normally when I fly I try and engage strangers in conversation. It helps the trip pass quicker and  I think most of us have interesting lives and we all gain by listening to each others life experiences whether they are being expanded on or not.

On the return flight from Oklahoma, I ended up on a smaller jet with 2 seats on both sides of the aisle and no one to talk to. In addition there are no distractions like a movie and minimal services. My wife was sitting next to me but she was tired.  It was a perfect opportunity to meditate and when I meditate I always experience indigo light.


What came as a total surprise was, the light I normally see with my eyes lightly closed was not coming from either side or above me, it was coming from below me and  in all the months I have  witnessed the phenomena, this was the first and only time I have  seen the light below me. We were at 35000 feet. It stayed that way until we started to descend.

To explain what happened next, I need to explain  how what I see sometimes presents itself. Normally the indigo light I see is disbursed from either  the right, the left  or above me.  At higher altitudes it comes from below me.  In addition, I see geometric images that  typically start from an incident light source  that is at a different light level than the ambient light in my current environment.  The light source does not have to  be overly bright. Everyone experiences this phenomena when they are subject to flash photography. You see a retained image when you close your eyes. I get the same effect from an image with contrast at low light levels. In normal vision, any retained image for most people would persist for less than a second.  How long is a function of brightness.

When the aircraft dropped below 15000 feet (Im pretty good at judging distances in the air. I am a glider pilot)  I was looking out the window  of the seat directly in front of me. The shade was partially pulled and the light coming through the window had a rectangular shape. We were descending into Los Angeles from the east in early afternoon and the air was hazy (At least it is no longer orange). The light coming through the window was not bright. I closed my eyes and  the shape of the window stayed in my vision and did not lose persistence. In fact it got brighter and the rectangle started to slowly tilt forward until it was about 30 degrees from vertical. The white light changed to indigo and it was the most intense indigo light I have seen since this phenomena  started. If I graded what I normally see  on a scale of 1 to 10 this was a 100. Not only was it intense it had dimension. It was like looking down a well of indigo light. Then the aura appeared. It was a thin very bright blue aura that had an intense white border. There were rays emanating from the image in all directions. If this wasn't strange enough I could see the rays but they were not visible. I don't  know how else to describe it. As the plane descended, the image  slowly drifted up and to the right until I could no longer see it.  

By this time we were  below 10000 feet and  and I honestly did not know what it was I had just witnessed. After it had disappeared from my view I opened my eyes, handed my drink cup to the approaching attendant and  I closed my eyes again. The indigo light I normally see was now above me.

I then had to endure the next 2 hours in the most antiquated  major airport left in the world where one rides buses dodging airplanes to get from one terminal to the next. On the next leg of the flight from LA to Seattle., I did  have someone to talk to but I did take the time to observe  the indigo light was still below me at higher altitudes and above me under 10000 feet.

I have done a lot of reflection on the meaning of all that I saw on that flight. What I have concluded is our energy or spirit or whatever you want to call it exists withiin or close to the  human society it is part of.  Our guides or gateway or whatever you want to call them reside above the thickest part of our atmosphere. I can only speculate why but my knowledge of all that is energy, knows  any energy  transfer  that can happen, happens easier in the thinner air of the upper atmosphere. If I am delusional, my delusions  are far more predictable than any delusions I have ever read about.