What is the Christ-sphere?

My general impression was that of brightness, almost dazzling―the air scintillated like diamonds―it almost crackled, it was so full of electricity―my feet did not have a very firm grip of the ground. 

There were bands and processions of people, white-robed―all going in one direction. They moved with uplifted faces, singing beautiful music. We joined the rear of one group, and were almost swept along on a tide of intense feeling. We came to a building without any walls. It consisted of a roof, which seemed to be composed of interwoven rays of light of different colours, supported by pillars, which looked as if they were made of mother-of-pearl. There were crowds of people all round―raised above all others stood one glowing, radiant figure. 

I knew at once it was Christ, and instinctively fell on my knees―He was not like any picture I have ever seen. 

I was so conscious of Him that I felt as if He was bending over me. His eyes seemed to penetrate me and produce a wonderful glow. I felt uplifted in a culminating thrill of ecstasy. He was speaking, but I could not hear the words. 

As I knelt there, many events of my life passed in review through my mind. 

I could visualise them as pictures. My memory seemed stored with records―not alone of the life I had just left, but of others in the faraway past―

As the various scenes presented themselves, I seemed to realise the different lessons I had learned through these experiences, and to know that all the events of my life had been leading up to this.