Revelation

It is Tuesday morning, the sky is azure blue and the air is crisp with autumn.  I fall into a slow, natural rhythm. My body adjusts to the pranic energy that now nourishes it. This subtle and refined sustenance is like nectar from the Gods. I sleep so soundly, so deeply. I am conscious of this body as never before, the thoughts as they arise and dissolve into the emptiness. I relax into the moment.


My ego is being shed, layer by layer, ever deeper. Emotions arise and dissipate like morning mist, but they have no place to settle. The internal workings of my being have become transparent, clearly distinct. I watch my mind, and observe how it functions, responds, distracts, and obsesses. The state of my mind determines my experience. I feel the correlation between my thinking and the corresponding reaction in my body, instantaneous. It is a revelation.


I have become the observer, my witnessing consciousness. It no longer feels like a separate phenomenon.  The elements within myself are in the process of unifying. I am being remade. I surrender myself completely to this evolution. Every moment I live the cycle of birth, death and resurrection. I am intimately aware of this never ending ritual. In the midst of the transitions I feel their shared bloodline, as old as time. Their energy infused with joy and sorrow, hope and despair. How fragile and fleeting our sojourn. I am not bound nor tethered, but free.


Time has ceased, the moment becomes seamless. I feel the spaciousness of my own interior. How peaceful to be emptied, to be scraped skin from bone. I belong to the nameless. My identity becomes membrane thin. My attachments grow pale in this Self that knows the truth. Nothing belongs to me, nothing ever has, and nothing ever will.
I serve, love, live and die, without attachment. This realization is liberating. Where ever I am, I am at peace.  Severed from the gravity of human longing and desire, I feel the stars descend. I am whole unto myself.  What ever I have is enough. I breathe into the heart of my beloved, gratitude. My dharma, my truth has laid my path, stone by stone…


I walk this walk in the company of those who have gone before, who have braved the unknown in search of the holy grail, Self-realization. I feel their presence, their compassion and grace. This journey of awakening continues to bring forth the fruits of this life.  I feast.


santidevi