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Date Posted: 10:04:56 08/07/03 Thu
Author: Linda
Subject: Ok, Part Two! -
In reply to: Linda 's message, "This might get a little long so come inside! :) Part One -" on 09:53:14 08/07/03 Thu

I was awakened by the chriping of a bird outside the window. I had never heard such a sound before. My eyes were still closed, and I saw the image of a precious diamond. Yes, if a diamond could make a sound, this is what it would be like. I opened my eyes. The first light of dawn was filtering through curtains. Without any thought, I felt, I knew, that there is infinitely more to light than we realize. That soft luminosity filtering through the curtains was love itself. Tears came into my eyes. I got up and walked around the room. I recognized the room, and yet I knew that I had never truly seen it before. Everything was fresh and pristine, as if it had just come into existence. I picked up things, a pencil, an empty bottle, marveling at the beauty and aliveness of it all.

That day I walked around the city in utter amazement at the miracle of life on earth, as if I had just been born into this world.

For the next five months, I lived in a state of uninterrupted deep peace and bliss. After that, it dimished somewhat in intensity, or perhaps it just seemed to because it became my natural state. I could still function in this world, although I realized that nothing I ever did could possibly add anything to what I already had.

I knew, of course, that something profoundly significant had happened to me, but I didn't understand it at all. It wasn't until several years later, after I had read spiritual texts and spent time with spiritual teachers, that I realized that what everybody was looking for had already happened to me. I understood that the intense pressure of suffering that night must have forced my consciousness to withdraw from it's identification with the unhappy and deeply fearful self, which is ultimately a fiction of the mind. This withdrawal must have been so complete that this false, suffering self immediately collapsed, just as if a plug had been pulled out of an inflatable toy. What was left then was my true nature as the ever-present I am: consciousness in it's pure state prior to identification with form. Later I also learned to go into that inner timeless and deathless realm that I had originally preceived as a void and remain fully conscious. I dwelt in states of such indescribable bliss and sacredness that even the original experience I just described pales in comparison. A time came when, for a while, I was left with nothing on the physical plane. I had no relationships, no job, no home, no socally defined identity. I spent almost two years sitting on park benches in a state of the most intense joy.

But even the most beautiful experiences come and go. More fundamental, perhaps, than any experience is the undercurrent of peace that has never left me since then. Sometimes it is very strong, almost palpable, and others can feel it too. At other times, it is somewhere in the background, like a distant melody.

Later, people would occasionally come upt ot me and say: "I want what you have. Can you give it to me, or show me how to get it?" And I would say: "You have it already. You just can't feel it because your mind is making too much noise." that answer later grew into teh book that you are holding in your hands.

Before I knew it, I had an external identity agaon. I had become a spiritual teacher.

*phew*! I hadn't planned on typing that much but once I started I couldn't stop. I think I needed to read this again, to think back on this book and it's teachings to quiet the mind.

Martina, maybe that sucking feeling is close to this? It's taking you into peace within yourself and is nothing to fear? But yes, I can understand that it would be scary and the first reaction is to resist!!!

What do you think?

Linda

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[> [> [> [> Oh, Linda, that was great. Thanks for the post. Definitely a book I'll have to read. -- Maria A., 10:15:01 08/07/03 Thu


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[> [> [> [> Thank you very much, why did you stop?*lol* Sounds like a very good book! Yes, that sucking feeling was scary. One of my fears also is if I am not alone in the house, what if someone tries to wake me up? Not a nice thought. When I experienced that my DD was small and woke me regularely in the nights. I have more peace now, maybe I just should try again. I will keep you guys posted.*g* -- Martina, 07:11:27 08/08/03 Fri


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[> [> [> [> [> Haha, my fingers were going to fall off I had to stop! *G* Yes, it's a fascinating book! It's been on the bestseller books here, I would highly recommened it. :) -- Linda, 18:08:10 08/08/03 Fri


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