Alone on the bridge, as the light bows to the darkness. Leaving the rattle of the day we become blanketed in the silent peace of night. There is no separation here, just a smooth transition in the duality of life.
After a broad exchange of spiritual views among some of my friends and associates, I voiced my view on the matter.
“This has been an extraordinary conversation. The players couldn’t be more closely involved in the subject matter. I’ve been thinking about my part in this game. It wasn’t exceptional. It just was. I longed for that gold ring as a disciple, and long after. After I left the guru, I played the former disciple with grace, or so I believed. But, it was all in my mind. The day I dropped the search was the day I started to realize. I realized my truth was only mine. Not yours or his or hers, just mine. There is no consensus here. My perception of life and the afterward, and my ideal of enlightenment were just mine. And they were just an idea. Just words floating through my mind. A belief, predicated on learning from this, that, and the other. And then one day those thoughts were gone. The ideas were gone. The slate had been wiped clean. I was empty.
One day, long after that empty day, I was walking across my room and suddenly I found my self stopped, in the midst of a presence that took my breath away. It was peace, light, and bliss all wrapped up in one. I couldn’t move from that space, why would I? The feeling was transcendent. It produced that current that Franklin Merrill-Wolff speaks of in “Pathways Through To Space.” It lasted no longer than a moment. But, it was there. I felt it through my all, and I can recall it now. It has graced me a few more times, but I cannot hold it firm. It teases me. I am grateful, even for those morsels. There is nothing that can really describe it. My words here are puny at any rate. This thing that we hold so dear to belong to has no ties to us. It is there all the time. If we’re lucky to walk into its space, well that is an awesome day.”