Rushing water,
Heat behind my eyes,
I want to clench but I can't feel my body,
Images flash of spring time
And laughter
Of a young boy catching his first fish,
a father who's so very proud..

There's pressure in my head,
Memories clamoring individually for my attention,
I have to get out, this is too much for me..
The neuro squeezing ends..

Where am I?
I don't remember standing,
I don't remember opening my eyes..
Where am I?

I turn round and see myself sitting
In full Lotus, palms up,
Connecting my forefinger and my thumb.

But... that's impossible
I am here, but I am also there
I feel so ethereal.
I should be terrified, but this feels...

Right.