I know this sounds bizarre, but I feel the consciousness of the virus as separate from the consciousness of the individual. The best description I have is that it feels as though I am reaching into a swarm of gnats.
I had the Covid virus really bad as I attended the packed Chinese New Year celebration in Chinatown Bangkok, Thailand last January 25/26th. Bangkok is warm while China is cold, thus everyone flocks to the warm south for holiday just as the New Englanders head to warm Florida. This was prior to us knowing much about the virus.
Three days later, I was in Chang Mai, Northern Thailand with severe symptoms, constant dry cough, fatigue, fever, stomach and muscle cramps. I sat in the hotel, too sick to visit the temples I had planned. Two things happened. First I was headed for a several day boat trip down the Mekong River in Laos and I started taking hydroxychloroquine as a prophylactic for malaria. This was before we knew it worked.
The second thing amazed me and my wife who watched me do this. Her eyes were like saucers she couldn’t believe what happened. I was doubling over with these constant coughing spells. I reached in front of my chest and took hold of the virus and pulled it out of me. The coughing stopped immediately and did not return. The chest cleared, my respiration returned to normal in minutes, to the point where I headed out hiking the trails to the mountain top Buddhist temples. I’ll admit, I too was shocked. I would not expect anyone to believe this as I saw and experienced it myself and still have a hard time believing it.
I find what you say very interesting.
Did you “see” what the virus you pulled out looked like, or did you vizualize it?
Purification of one’s body speech and mind can happen as a blessing.