I feel with that close attention and connection we can feel the spirit inside us that wants us to form a more intimate connection with the ALL. If we can get out of the way of the spirit, it will by something that almost lead us by magnetism to where there is a greater connection with the ALL. Though it may be painful. The way it points to is almost through a threshold or barrier.
It is interesting that in hypnagogic states or dreams or simply with the energy of the night or even in some day dream states we can feel this spirit and what it is leading us to is like a foreign dimension of reality. Something that we could not possibly imagine or experience with our own effort, like we have crossed a threshold into a new level of existence that bears little experiential relationship to where we left. It is almost like we have transferred into a new body or realm of existence. We become a new person. Of course, we never really were the old person we thought we were. We are a myriad of fractal beings that can shift into an endless series of fluid others. But there are no others. There is only this continuum. Perhaps it is the collective unconsciousness.
Last night my attention was on my root chakra, over and over and over again the thoughts were moved down there. And to the four bottom corners of my room. And to the floor. Which was connected to the basement. Which was connected to the earth. And I kept moving the thoughts down there. And I know that I had the feeling that as I kept worrying about my daughters in Las Vegas that my practices turned to a loving kindness meditation for them, their friends. my friends, my family, the people in my life. And it turned that it was a giant blessing for them. I was giving my life for them. I thought about the archetype of Jesus, and I felt it more deeply than I had ever had, for this life is not our own. And at this deep level, this was the purpose of everything. The power of the sacrifice archetype. And it wasn't really me that was dying, and in that way, I wasn't afraid anything. The me was not there anymore. There was the intention only. The intention that everyone could see their way through this. Blessed.
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