I experience that one of the primary qualities of wakefulness is a quiet, all-encompassing feeling that can only be described as a continuum of universal-to-individual love. Along with perpetual clear awareness, my most fulfilling sense is one of unbounded love. I mostly write about pure knowledge, but really the most delightful, quietest sparkle of my life, is untainted universal love. This almost-silent feeling enhances all knowledge with a glowing physical presence so subtle that no experience is found outside its eternal range.
In fact, my body’s participation as a feature of consciousness, is
held in silent thrall by the wonder of love’s pervasiveness. This
primary quality of pure happiness, that is found everywhere, has its
unchanging, adamantine existence, established as the quality that
unifies my experience and understanding.
First found, first seen—the mother of all experience—no other
experience is as accepting or as universal as love. In my heart is
seated the presence of the Divine, in unmoving, unending, reverberating
glory; there sits the heavens, the universe, the world, and my family.
The point of my heart contains a divinity of pure perception as
brilliant and expanded, that only love can keep it intact as the
universal point of my awareness in an ocean of wholeness.
Recently, Catherine my wife experienced a tangible fullness and
opening of her heart that has not diminished over time. Her experience
has had the extraordinary effect of now revealing both of our
heart-felt, heart-centered physiologies in my awareness, as the
structure, emergence, and expressions of unbounded unity.
Having the experience of two physical hearts pulsing in unity, has
had the outcome of tremendously increasing my personal familiarity with
pure silence expanding its sublime stillness into daily and family life.
Attending this experience is a universal love so tender that even its
most miniscule expansion or contraction is nothing but pure joy. These
two divine energies, spinning as silence, have collected my children,
community—in fact, all beings—to the very central structure, story, and
awareness of my wholeness.
I now watch the first stir of unboundedness with a fuller, on-going
intimacy, which is both the mother and father of that stir. I—the
stillness of unbounded wakefulness—am seeing my own nature as divine
mother, not only abstractly, but also as my daily goings-on.
Experiencing two beating hearts as one movement of wholeness, everything
suddenly roars brighter, fathoms fuller, is a divine richness that
personifies the Absolute as nothing other than my—and everyone’s—eternal
consciousness. Even my physical heart seems to beat stronger, more
steadily, in its new found integrity as its Absolute twin nature.
At the very first stirring of my awareness, joyfulness is already
mirroring a recognition of the fullness and divine thrill of awakened
bliss, more than hinting at the heavenly, being-filled, structural
oneness of creation. It is here, in the dome of my concentrated heart,
where love is the bliss-full state of ringing wholeness. As the Absolute
appears to break up, I experience that it is the unifying quality of
love that shelters my individuality at the very center of this infinite
experience. I see pure unbounded love, looking at the face of Absolute
silence, while remaining both completely universal and completely
personal.
I perceive, that in the warm directed glow of love, even pure
indivisible consciousness is known— is seen—as nothing other than a
universal, heavenly family. This unbounded, delightful abstract feeling
is the fundamental, pulsing structure that seamlessly reveals and
illumines a universal, societal fullness, where my existance is the
collective and individual home of all the stories and beings of
creation.
Consciousness, experienced as love: here my whole experience is very
personal, very rich, and thick in unity, even my discriminating
intellect finds an ocean of clarity from point to infinity, from my
family to all families. Universal love spills uninterruptedly into its
own divisions, curving back again and again, never actually having to
move to be the fullness of my—everyone’s—divinity. I see a field of
bubbling silence, singing to itself as the ground state of my awareness.
I watch this eternal structure as churning streams of light and
consciousness systematically condensing into a vast celestial-to-earthly
society, sparkling altogether as the shining, multi-layered sheathes of
my consciousness and physiology.
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