COSMIC CONSCIOUSNESS
"Reason tells us that both the individual man and mankind as a whole, together with the entire world which we apprehend through our senses, is no more than a tiny fragment in the vastness of Nature, whose laws are in no way affected by any human brain. On the contrary, they existed long before there was any life on earth and will continue to exist long after the last physicist has perished." (Max Planck)Is it possible to experience some form of ultimate reality that transcends human sense experience and logical reasoning?
Through direct intuition, many people do have occasional experiences of a dimension of reality that transcends the senses and defies quantification and validation by logical means. The proof lies in the experience itself.
John Blofeld gives a beautiful description of such moments:
"There are moments
when a marvellous experience leaps into mind
as though coming from another world.
The magic that calls it forth
is often so fleeting as to be forgotten
in the joy of the experience itself -
it may be a skylark bursting into song,
the plash of a wave,
a flute played by moonlight
or the fateful shrieking or drumming of a mountain storm;
a lovely smile perhaps,
or a single gesture, form or hue of compelling beauty;
a familiar scene transformed by an unusual quality of light
or a large cluster of rocks suggestive of beings imbued with life.
Or the spell may be wrought by a sudden exaltation,
a jerking of the mind into an unknown dimension.
A certain hitherto unnoticed is suddenly twitched aside,
and for a timeless moment,
there stands partially revealed
- a mystery."
He goes on to say:
"Of one thing I am sure -
a mystical experience,
whether vague or intense
is nothing less than a direct intuition of
Ultimate Reality."
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Comments (6)
In regards to your question about transcending the mind beyond experience and logical reasoning.
I had an experience when I was about 21 years old. It was so amazing that I remember it like it was yesterday.
When I was in high school, two of my brothers and I would go to a much respected teacher's house and play Trivia Pursuit. My teacher and I would always partner up and we never lost. :) After I graduated, I moved about 300 miles away. About three years later, and now living in the "real world", I have never contacted the teacher and never even had any thoughts about him.
I was living in an apartment with my best friend from school. We were working for the same business. I remember it was about 3:30a.m. and I was woken up out of a deep sleep. It was like one of those movie moments, where you find yourself awake sitting up in bed. To this day, this has never happened to me before. For some strange reason, as I was sitting there in bed, I was deeply concerned for my teacher. I remember thinking to myself, this is weird. So, I just went back to sleep.
The next morning, I was woken up to my best friend's mom calling him to let him know that teacher died that night. I remember my friend telling me, that is weird. Why would my mom call me to tell me that?
I am not sure what to exactly make of it. But, I am not a big believer of coincidences.
First this is a great blog. Second, I am amazed of the power of the spirit compelling me to join this presentation. For reasons, I will tell later, I have so much restraint on not doing so and or creating ones myself, although I could, with substantial experience and reading about them.
When I was forced by my best friend of 35 years to join this corner, I was so strongly hesitant and it took her three forceful attempt to help me sign up. The reason is when I realized that it was a dating site, I refused to join as I promised myself never ever to be a member of such a group. Only I agreed after she explained to me about that little POETRY on top to just be where I am. We were contributing our writes several years before that in a different site (poetry only) but I didn't like because the structure is so rigid and I am a Free Verse writer.
That was the late part of 2011. So I was writing and as per her instruction I don't have to put any picture in it. I obliged, and didn't post any at all until March of 2012.
Going back in late of 2011, I was drawn so uncontrollably and with such a force that I wake up in the middle of the night to read this write from another poet in the other ,side of the world. Night for me is day for him. He, just like me, didn't have any picture either but a paint of such a magnificent art (drawn by his daughter).
I was so fascinated and captivated by his writing, no one else. I noticed after a while that he didn't comment on any other writings, and seldom does he post his poems, but the way he writes, (I have a lot of copies) just mesmerized me and the rest. Eventually he commented on mine and mine alone for a while. I commented on most of those that I enjoyed and learned from but with him, when I comment, I feel it is not coming from me. but someone who is guiding my hand and my thoughts to write them.
Needless to say, we connected. to cut the story short, we became lovers (neither of us were looking, on my profile per the advice of my friend who was also very active, was to write in bold letters exactly like this: NOT LOOKING ONLY HERE FOR THE POETRY AND WRITINGS, with dots just to qualify for the limit)
We finally talked about four months later on the phone, and in exactly thirty days, I flew to go and meet him. Before that we had about 4 to 5 hours talking on the phone every single day and night. The reason, I went and made it quick is because thirty days before that my doctor said my cancer came back which was in remission since 2000. After two more specialist telling me that at most I have 90 days more to live, I wasted no time to go and meet him. I informed him all the details of my situation. Note, that I wasn't feeling sick at all, but I knew that if they will start administering cure for me, I would be so ill. It worked good because the last Specialist, Dr. John Sclaert, said it will take thirty days to study all my previous record before he could do anything.
So I flew to his country, and we just knew like we lived our lives together for thousand of years. That was how we felt. We were so in love, both physically and spiritually. He was already reading all the books of ZEN, BUDDHISM, SYNCHRONICITY AND CAPRA'S THE TAO OF PHYSICS, like the author mentioned (socrates). While I was cradled catholic and lector and Eucharistic minister for more than 25 years, I am a very open minded person and respect all other's belief or non belief. I was reading those already but I wasn't ready.
to be continued:
Fast forward. when I came back in June 10, 2012, as two days later is my big final test for the diagnosis. I didn't go to work and called my love, to wake me up at one o'clock because I will have my test an hour later. I told him I am taking a nap. I never ever sleep at daytime in my life.
Here is what happened: I dreamed, at the Northern end of Chrissie Park in San Francisco. I was standing facing the western side of Australia, which is Sydney where my love is. From out of nowhere appeared the same GURU, (we didn't take picture as he declined), this time garbed in White inside with a Blue sash and a crown of gold in his head and said with his right hand over my head: "DON'T WORRY, YOU ARE CURED" and disappeared but was replaced by a dove flying up in the blue heavens.
to be continued again:
chat was in June 2012. JB this is my true story and my first time to give the full account in writing. but my children knew after that and my love and I kept it to ourselves. Note: I know he is reading all my entries, as we went separate ways, for reason, I will not cover here. I have so much respect and gratitude for him and his family.
so this is it, JB and this is why I believe. And this is why I am telling everyone to read Many Lives, Many Masters, by Dr. Brian Weiss..all documented facts and events on this journey of having 100 if not 1000 lives after lives...I believe.
Thank you so much Socrates.
Phyllis
SR, outstanding experience. I am happy to hear that the message you received was accurate and you are now healthy. It would almost make me think I have some sort of purpose to fulfill in life. This is of course if there is a why question that needs answering.
Thanks and I hope Socrates doesn't mind me sharing a true account.
SR