As I sat in meditation, I was watching an event take place which was the watching of my actions. As before, when the dark sky was held apart, I gazed forward and before me I beheld a sphere. Yet this sphere was not an object but a glimpsing of another sight. For as I was watching upon my actions, I perceived to be seeing that which was in color yet as I took notice and focused, not at or upon the sphere but through, it was as if a light had been cast forth upon that area and what I thought I was watching in the light was only shadow. What I saw in the circumference of the sphere was illuminated.
Now days when I shut my eyes to sleep or sit in the darkness, there are flashes. When my eyes are closed, it is as though lightening is flashing but when they are open, it is as though the light is being flashed on and off, seeing all around illuminated and then again not.