When I first awakened yesterday morning, I found myself in a state of mind where I had no sense of identity.
This is difficult to express; I was in a state of total, let’s say, blankness. I did not begin saying to myself, “Well, today, I’ll do this, I’ll do that.” I was totally blank. I felt totally relieved. Words can hardly express this sense of relief.
My sense of identity, or Ray, my limited self, narrating my life, was simply not in my awareness.
There was an experience of a state of mind that was still, limitless, changeless, and eternal.
There. That’s more like it; no sense of an identity as a person, as a body, commenting on its state of mind.
~ by Ray Comeau Ph.D.
~ Ray’s wife, Chris, has also blogged …
When we checked into this simple, old-time motel, the man at the counter was very business-like. My impression at the time was that he was very rigid and unforgiving. As we were leaving, he said, “There will be coffee and donuts in the morning.”
As I turned to look at him and acknowledge what he said, the atmosphere shifted, everything seemed to be in slow motion, and as I looked into his eyes, there was a profound connection that we both entered into. All pretense fell away, we were so connected, I realized that nothing was as it seemed.
The room quietly disappeared and there was only the awareness of a profound nature that left the world behind. This experience lasted less than a minute and yet was timeless.
The next morning I was in the dining area, pouring my first cup of coffee. As I was looking around, thinking these digs are not too impressive, there was this profound shift in my seeing, again. The entire room became alive, effervescent. It’s difficult — impossible to put the unworldly into worldly terms.
The motel did not change in appearance in the sense that everything became clean and new and fresh, it changed in the sense that everything, every thing, had a quality about it. All I saw was what I felt — love, peace. There was a profound stillness, and as I walked back to our room, I realized I was seeing everything in Truth and not through my body’s eyes.
I was walking on the sidewalk, feeling part of the sidewalk; I opened the door and walked into part of me, I felt a part of everything immersed in myself. Everything was one, the same. I was seeing beyond my own eyes. I was the awareness of the experience. I was pure, free and unlimited. I was joy, happiness and love.
I was everything and yet nothing. I was affected and unaffected. I was functioning in my world, and yet I knew I was not of my world. I fell through the false into certainty. Everything and everyone is all-encompassing singularity.
~ You can read more on Chris & Ray’s blog … Through a Mirror Brightly