When you get to a point where you can't dig any deeper, far after the critical mind has discovered its own ineptitude and you have long abandoned it, long after intuitive feeling came to dominate direction, after the self passes into the infinite, when it comes again to fill this body, fill these senses, perhaps when it is full, things are as they appear to be. I think the most beautiful part of spiritual awakening is realizing that it has two part. The departure to God, the infinite, and then perhaps unexpectedly the return to the world, to life. Death and rebirth. This return is so defeating to purist spiritual notions we may have. I do not need to eliminate my ego. This world though full of suffering, deceit, and greed is not flawed and I am a part of it. I am selfish as perhaps I am divine. I am limited as I am infinite. I am human as I am a God. This may be frightening to those of us who wish to be forever removed from what we imagine can taint our being. But, it also is the avenue to a maturity of character and self that truly grounds one in what is real for us humans. It provides a real relief from what I find is more terrible and disturbing, the fanciful delusions that proliferate in the naive mind. It provides the, "Thank God, I can finally see that I was walking towards the edge of a precipice." It gives us the ground work to do real good here on Earth. Good for today, not tomorrow. Good for right now, where we actually live. A tree becomes a tree, and a lake becomes a lake, again. What is hidden I cannot see. There will always be that which lies beyond what we can perceive, yet there is also always that which lies here right before us. This is where we live. This is where we are. For all intents and purposes, this is it.
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