Hello, everyone! Welcome back~!

   Last article, we talked about what we’re going to be doing here, which is dividing this little series into parts based on stages of the process. Unfortuantely, the parts are a teeny bit longer than I anticipated, so I may have to put each part into a seperate article, which may leave us with one or two more articles in the series than I anticipated.

The Descent Into Hell

  This was the fun part. Note my sarcasm, please. I had to figure out how to get into my mind and see what was wrong in order to be able to fix it. It was only by a random stroke of luck that I had a tool to use. I had been studying meditation methods and tutorials on how to clear my mind for the last three years, and had found a method of clearing my mind enough to meditate properly that worked for me just weeks before, after figuring out that I would have to use elements of the meditation techniques I had already seen and just create my own.

  Feeling rather silly, I checked to make sure my mother was sleeping and wasn’t likely to disturb me for the next few hours. It was a lucky day. I sat on my bed, crossed my legs and folded my feet underneath me, and began to breathe. And breathe… and breathe… It took ten full minutes, or somewhere thereabouts, but my custom-made meditation technique was beginning to work. I could feel tiny amounts of tension easing their way out of my body. My body never fully relaxed, as it still doesn’t, but then again I had expected that. After I felt as though I had relaxed enough, I began to withdraw. Withdrawing is a process I’m going to have a very difficult time explaining, because it’s very difficult to accurately describe the sensations therein.

   First, I had to locate my mind. In order to do that, I had to look inside my own head. I’m not sure how I did that- I think it might have had something to do with rolling my eyes upward until they started to hurt- but I saw what looked like a large cavern looming in the darkness behind my eyelids. I went into it, and I was in a different world. The world was dark around me, and I couldn’t hear a thing, so I just waited. I kept myself as free of thoughts and suggestions that would have influenced what I saw, and waited until images started to form around me. The world began with a rocky, dusty ground, and spun outward from there.

   This new world had ruins in it, and many things that I’m sure had once been ruins. They looked like they had been abandoned for many years, which at this point I have no doubt they had been. I explored for a while. It was a small world, and there were only a few ruined buildings. I also found my three counterparts- you’ll hear more about them and how they came to be in a seperate article entirely- sitting in the only intact room in the entire place, playing cards. After conferring with them briefly and sending them off to a hastily constructed safe room under the floor, I began clearing things away.

   If you’re interested in my “counterparts”, you may want to check out my article on Dissociative Identity Disorder, formerly called Multiple Personality Disorder, and why I may or may not have it. They are described in detail there. Look for the next in this series, unofficially The Method Part III, where we begin to clean things up! Everything I write in this series can be found here- http://www.triond.com/users/Ember+Kuzumi, so if you ever want to find more of my stuff, this is the place to be!