James:At the time even "I" wasn't there. My ego was completely subsumed.
Later, as awareness of what had occured started to gather, there was a sense of "belonging". A "togetherness".
What followed was a period of insatiable "seeking" to find conscious explanations.
Then cycles of being absorbed once more.
One period, which lasted only a matter of days, but was at it's most intense through a whole night, until the early hours, stripped me of every experience and "token" that I had garnered. All that was left was the rock of truth, in the midst of the maelstrom, with which to cling. It was a horrific period for the psyche.
A little over a year ago I entered into a cycle where even "experiences" (of which there continued many) held little impact. That continued for a further 6-7 months, during which I had to take a break from the board.
Now I'm entering the subtle wisps of another cycle, each having been different from the last, and stripping more from me. I believe it started, tentatively, about a month or so ago.
In Christian circles there's even a theological term for it: Progressive Sanctification.