Yes, exactly. The whole body numbness on lsd though sounds like body load which leaves me skeptical of what I said.
I don't know what she experienced. But ego death/loss comes with a sense of freedom. Ego is basically our fear of death. We appropriate pieces of life, and hang on, trying to build something solid. Letting go of all of that tastes like freedom.
I think she still may have glimpsed something true that probably scared her. Our bodies aren't 'mine'. Because the part of us that makes things me and mine, that is ego. It's the tendency to grasp and hold onto ideas about the self. To build a self. To create something solid. Because death is coming. So we grasp at life. Especially things like 'my body' and 'my mind'. Both of which are changing and impermanent.
No solid place to build me or mine. Can be terrifying. With intention and practice, or good friends and support, it can be freeing.
-------------------- Listen to the silence behind the engines' noise. Jesus, Sweets, listen. Hear it? It's a love song. For whom? You are loved. ~ David Foster Wallace, Westward the Course of Empire Takes Its Way
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