As I lie here, breathing, one hand on my stomach and one hand on my chest, I begin to cry.
I am welling up with tears at the beauty.
The beauty of presence and stillness.
There are other flashes of images in my mind, my gorgeous wife, my incredible son, my precious dog.
But it is the presence in them that I am appreciating in this moment.
They are all dripping with pure value and they are the most important beings to me in my life, but they are all expressions of the oneness.
Deep down, them, and I, are one.
One awareness.
Life expresses itself in multitudes of complexities and permutations and combinations and endless, ENDLESS perspectives.
But in the depths, it is all beautiful and it is all one.
How to communicate the appreciation of this beauty as I lie here?
How to find the words?
Can words ever do it adequately?
I suspect not.
As I lie here, breathing, the love and devotion and appreciation of presence is palpable for me.
I am grateful to have tasted this moment.
I am grateful for all that has come before it that has led to this moment.
This joy.
This love.
This humility.
I feel myself bow down to the presence.
I humble myself at the feet of the presence itself.
Who am I to deserve this taste?
But, really, I know who I am.
Deep down, I do.
I am that too.
There is no separation.
Only the appearance of separation.
Something that is usually here in these moments is not right now.
There is usually a yearning, a clinging, a lamenting that this presence is not always in my experience. A knowledge that, soon, I will return back to the ego and my typical experience of day-to-day life and it will be…….not this…..
That isn’t here in this moment and I wonder why. The presence is too palpable for that to be a concern. It overwhelms everything. It subsumes everything. The presence is everything.
Where am I in this?
I am here and everywhere simultaneously.
I can’t sense any boundaries.
Am I that?
I’ve been told that I am.
Intellectually I know it.
And then I let go of the search for the ‘I’ and enjoy this.
Endless this.
Appreciating the beauty. Oh, how beautiful it is to be touched by the grace of God.