It has been close to or longer than 1 day since I began my meditation. At first, I merely concentrated upon my breathing and after several doings, as I was in meditation, a large cobra appeared before me, then disappeared. Continuing on, nothing more happened. Then as I had just finished reading about the chakras and nadis and the kundalini, the next time in meditation, I began seeing a tunnel before me and into it, everything was being pulled. Then I was being pulled into the tunnel and I allowed myself to go forth without resistance. After some time of travel, I found myself on a planet where the entirety of it was engulfed in flame and thick smoke that was rolling like lava flowing to the sky. The color of this place was red of different shades and I stood there and watched the burning. As I watched, everywhere began to transform into the figure of the Buddha. The flames became Buddha, the smoke became Buddha, the boiling red waters became Buddha. Everywhere I looked transformed itself into Buddha. Then my presence came back to the location of my physical form and I moved away from my meditation.
The next time, as I became detached from the physical presence, I found myself moving from the place I was sitting and I arose to a height where, as I gazed before me, there was the earth and I was looking down upon it. As I was doing so, something on the cusp of the planets edge caught my attention and as I put more energy into its focus, once again, I noticed it was drawing energy toward it and so I once again allowed myself to go. I again came to the same place but instead of seeing images of the Buddha transforming before me, I noticed that which was like unto a shadow of myself, walking to and fro, and observing the all of all that was burning. And by the end, I understood that the tunnel was not a worm-hole that took me to another planet but took me to another time that had yet come.
Aside, I am also finding that simple acts of what is eaten or what you turn your mind to makes more or less in meditation.
And almost a half of another day is upon us.