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Chrissy, Sushi, and Easter – and, of Course, God

Posted in Spiritual Stuff 'n All on May 29, 2011

Time cannot intrude into eternity. The moments experienced as “time standing still” are moments outside of time, outside the realm of temporality, outside the realm of what we call human experience.

I saw her lips moving. I saw her eyes blazing forth with light. I refer often to her eyes as “snapping”. They were snapping eyes, sharp and bright, snapping like a turtle, bright and intense and shiny, snapping shut and opening like a box of treasure. I could see the aura and spectrum of light around her head, just like when she was a baby, snuffling and snarfling next to me in her papoose, the swaddling clothes taught me by the nurse at Lenox Hill Hospital when they dressed my daughter for the taxi ride home.

I could not speak. I deliberately allowed what some could call the ‘mind’ to close against the experience so that I was only Heart. The center of my chest began to grow warm and to swell. I experienced a warmth in my throat which grew steadily from my chest through my throat to my face and through the top of my head, all the while aware that I experienced No Mind, No Body, No Being.

She was speaking. She was speaking rapidly, her mouth forming sounds and her eyes snapping. How could she not see or experience the waves and swells of indigo and blue and green coming toward “her” from “me?”

I have had this kind of experience several times. Once I knew that if I allowed the experience to continue I could cause what I called “myself” to combust – to burst into flames. The other time I had the experience James Wright speaks of in his poem “A Blessing”. He says: “Suddenly I realized, if I stepped out of my body, I would break into blossom.” This time, I was carried away on a wave of inexorable love which lasted beyond what we call “time.”

So, I just sat. I sat for one lifetime – or was it two? – Or twelve? – And listened. I listened with all my being. I listened with all my love. I swelled with love until I burst open and the flame that was my heart consumed us both and I heard the words without hearing one word at all. And I saw the eyes snapping open and shut, without moving at all. I saw the aura around her head fill the entire room while she kept completely still, unaware of her own magnificence.

I knew – and have known – that the nature of God – of all of us, is Love. Love extends. It extends and extends and extends and then extends some more.

I am very grateful to have been given this experience, unbidden, in a Sushi restaurant in Los Angeles, on Easter Sunday, with my 22 year old daughter. I am filled with gratitude beyond reckoning. We carry on in the dream because, I think, we do get these experiences, sometimes vast, sometimes tiny, and we are never sure when and if they will come. All of it, all of the disappointments, the tiny troubles, the so called ‘problems’, are consumed and swallowed in this moment in eternity, when all is well, and when all is known.

In the wholeness of the experience described above, everyone was present whom I have ever loved – not as bodies, not as separate beings, but in my awareness as perfect oneness. Nothing and no one was left out. My parents, my friends, every relative, ‘enemy’, lover, every animal I had ever cared for and loved, were all there, for we were one.

I truly understand that love extends through eternity. It is totally unlimited, and the joy of this recognition exceeds every expectation I have had in the past. In the all-encompassing wonder of God there is never a need to think, only to be love, only to be what one really is.

After this timeless experience, I was once again sitting on the banquette in the restaurant, seemingly as a body, sated with food. And each day that has passed since Easter has been more than a resurrection of Spirit, it has been recognition of this Love, this ease and serenity and heart swelling, this ability to forgive and melt all karmas in the dream.

It has been a Homecoming.

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