it’s actually kinda ludicrous attempting to describe an inner phenomena, a transcendent happening. and yet, here i go. anyway, not so many folk actually read this blog anymore and, who knows (?), maybe this’ll be an inspiration to one person, one day.
there’s absolutely no difference between me and any other aging man, especially at night. sleeping is typically hit and miss. i’m up and down a lot, trundling off to the ‘salle de bain’ with various degrees of success. it’s in the early morning when things become... unusual, extra-normal and entirely profound. a kind of grace descends upon me, or opens up from within me. a kind of bliss, for lack of any other better word, consumes me, subsumes me and carries me away, sometimes for hours at a time. it’s not only in the early morning, by the way, but it’s always in the early morning.
for the most part i’m conscious, aware of the happening and incredibly grateful for it. this has been variously decribed as samadhi, kundalini, super consciousness, absolute bliss consciousness, even god consciousness, whatever the heck that means. to be perfectly honest, i don’t know what to call it other than a blessing.
because that’s the way my life has evolved. for one reason or another i’ve led a tremendously solitary life. which is not to say that i’m in any way displeased or unhappy. it sounds terrible but it’s not. it simply is what it is. at this point i would most certainly be considered one of those isolated old folks you hear about on the radio or read about on-line. i’m alone most of the time... and then there’s that!
“In Samadhi, that very deep state of meditation, you are given energy and long-lasting bliss. It carries you higher and higher until your very presence radiates love.” Sri Sri Ravi Shankar.
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