guided meditation rebirth

Date: 7/11/2021

I was with a church congregation, but had a sense that everyone had wandered in on their own simultaneously; no one seemed to know each other except for a few pockets of people. We were in what felt like a giant dome protecting us from the outside world, with only weirdly placed windows through which to see the sky or the street we had walked in from. Most of the congregation were standing in stadium style seating, but some of the pockets of people were in boats suspended in the air towards the center of the dome, myself included. A woman's voice was resounding throughout the dome, the leader or facilitator I suppose, but she was not visible; there was no platform or center stage. We began singing a hymn that said something like, "Our blessings are in Zion, Zion, our blessings are in Zion" like a praise and worship service. Then the facilitator said something like, "Let's go a little deeper shall we?" Suddenly, the boat I was in seemed to nosedive, like those 3D hydraulic ride attractions, and as we seemed to plummet downward, cascading colors flooded my vision and I felt like I had been flushed down a toilet made of rainbows. And then everything went white. I felt as though I had been blotted out into oblivion, just a speck of consciousness suspended in nothingness; my ego grasping for senses but a stillness reminding me that I didn't need to. And then, seemingly within that same instant, I found myself naked on the floor of the boat, awakened by my own voice screaming and gasping for air. I was choking up mucus as thick as peanut butter, my nose running like a faucet, my body covered in a layer of gelatinous ooze that could best be compared to amniotic fluid. And I was sobbing, crying like a newborn baby.