Have you ever used the burn of peppers as a meditation experience?
Well, I don't know if one of my first experiences with a super hot chili pepper, a couple of months ago, can be defined as "meditation", but it certainly falls into a chain of mental states that are worth reporting to you
"The Yorkshire Naga Brown literally transported me to other worlds. Raspberry, blackberry, pomegranate, medlar, walnut, explosive, persistent, and (at least with the first one tasted, which was perhaps too ripe) a horrible bitterness of woods, poison and gentian. And a lot of sweat under the cheekbones, tears.. and yogurt (even with just a few pieces of pepper: the verdict is that me and my friend Fritz who accompanies me in the tasting are not ready yet). On the second less ripe one I felt the fruity notes; the first one instead only showed us the dark side of pepper, also finally transporting us at least in front of the doors of the psychotropic kingdom that my friend Leonida told me about: it really went to my head, like after a drug or wine, the head was light and the effect was narcotic. The cerebral effect was followed by euphoria and hearty laughter. To end with various heartburns from up to down. But above all, what happened at night is the real experience; I couldn't say whether it was connected to the tasting or not, but I experienced my first sleep paralysis: I woke up but I couldn't move my body, not even open my eyes. This happens because the body is still sleeping while the mind is awake, this is a dream/wake transition stage, which so far I was missing in my experiences with lucid dreams. Disturbing paralysis, which must have lasted several seconds, before sinking into an absurd series of nightmares.
I had, I think, the worst nightmare ever, a dark, devastating, epic and apocalyptic nightmare. I and a few other people were suspended in space, with an incredible starry sky, the kind you can only see in the desert. The Earth no longer existed, because it had been destroyed by an alien civilization. The aliens were not visible, but their presence could be perceived from behind as colossal and dark creatures; their dark and booming voices (in the style of the voice of the Egyptian god from the movie Stargate), although not intelligible, clearly conveyed a message to us: our civilization had been destroyed forever, and we had been chosen to cruelly observe the spectacle, before atrocious tortures. In front of us a gigantic Buddha with crossed legs appeared in space, and we understood that it was God, our God of humanity. Two chakras, that of the forehead and that of the belly, began to light up with a glow similar to two white stars, increasingly stronger and more intense. And in the end God imploded. The aliens wanted to show us the spectacle of killing our God. At that point the torture began: even with my eyes closed, I saw a blinding yellow light everywhere, which was pure dull pain, and I shook my head in an attempt to make it go away; lastly, I felt a sort of very strong pinch on my left shoulder, instinctively I tried in vain to remove the hand that was causing me pain. The pain made me wake up."