When love is irresistibly sweet, I call it bliss. But it’s the same state.
Now that I’m aware of the importance of the emotional/experiential world, I’m being much more watchful for the wisps of love and bliss that flitter across my inner vision. When I come across them, I breathe into them and allow them to fill me up.
I’m letting go of remaining vigilant towards the outside world and instead emphasizing remaining vigilant towards the inside world.
I need to pay attention to the fleeting emotions and states of being. Given that I know that they unpack themselves upon being recognized for what they are, I see these wisps as portals or doorways into bliss.
Not doorways in a physical manner – that shows the limits of metaphors – but in a spiritual one.
No matter what’s happening in the outside world, it’s what’s happening inside of me that’s important.
Joseph Campbell was right when he said “Follow your bliss.” I’ve become addicted to “work, work, work” and so I don’t give bliss a chance to work its blessed work. Like being blissful is not doing my work. Michael said:
“You have had a lot of physical, practical things that have eliminated the time and the spaciousness, the feeling that you can take time to really be in the bliss but it is absolutely necessary, my brother. So make the time.” (1)
He’s so right.
As I said some time ago, I’m addicted to pain, (2) as he pointed out on another occasion. I’m addicted, habituated, to behavior patterns that only result in pain and ignore or fail to take up behavior patterns that will bring me what I really want – love, peace, and bliss.
Most of the time, I hide from myself by choosing to remain unconscious of what may be happening in the inside world. I feel happy, for instance, but I’m not aware that I feel happy. I’m unconscious of the me and the happiness.
The real progress comes with being conscious of the me and the happiness. Then my inner world – again – opens into bliss.
I swore I would not do this, but I’m going to: I’m going to sit here in the bliss, just drinking it in.
This seems to be where all roads are leading to for me. For Kathleen it might be balance. For someone else, something else. But this is it for me.
Bliss does not remain unless I periodically renew it by breathing it back up and in again. And it isn’t a meditation of stillness; it’s an active drawing bliss up from wherever it is to my (conscious) awareness.
When it comes up, it wipes my memory clean of anything unpleasant or untoward. It itself is sweet beyond belief. I could indeed sit in this space forever. (3) It’s deeply desirable.
Does this not illustrate the importance of feeling and divine states? I pursue this wonderful state above everything else. Not a Cadillac or a VIP Cruise. But an inner divine state.
Does that not demonstrate that what is ultimately important for us as humans is how we feel?
(1) AAM in a personal reading with SB through Linda Dillon, Jan. 20, 2017.
(2) “Default to the Red or the Gold?”
(3) Divine Mother: If you had seen the light as it actually is, yes, a million, billion suns… You would have simply departed.
You would have departed the life that you have designed – yes with us – for yourself; for the service you are providing. You would have departed and simply said, “I do not need to do this. I will simply sit in the bliss of love and good luck, everybody!” (DM in a personal reading, ibid., Oct. 26, 2018.)