I'll try to be brief, but this post is likely to be long-winded. I apologize in advance for that.

I've just finished reading Daniel Ingram's ebook and it has brought up a lot of questions for me about a past experience.

About two and a half years ago I took a yoga class. It was a fantastic experience, and because the teacher was enthusiastic about the benefits of meditation I decided to try it myself. I never had any kind of training or anything I just began by noticing my breathing. In hindsight I'm not sure I was ever doing concentration exercises. My meditation was more of a body scan. The results were amazing and fun. There were plenty of blissful experiences, shapes and lights, and the vibrations were there almost from the first time I meditated. At first it felt like my whole body was like a cloth or a sail floating on a breeze, but eventually this changed to some very intense shaking sensations. Sometimes I would even wake up from a deep sleep with these vibrations.

The thing is I had no idea what I was doing. I believed that these lights and shapes I was seeing, and the vibrations were a sign that I was doing it wrong. I assumed that this was just my mind distracting me from the emptiness that I thought was the final goal. I don't know what I thought. I just knew that I was enjoying myself and I persisted. It was almost like I had to tune in every night to see what amazing new thing would be revealed. I never discussed this with anyone. Honestly the whole thing made me feel a little nutty.

Anyway, by the end of my meditation experience I was feeling fantastic. For the last month or so I was in an almost manic phase...working overtime, doing yard work, cycling 10 miles a day. It was great, until "the crash". I don't remember anything specific during meditation that corresponds with "the crash". (I'll continue below)

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