So, there you are, enlightened… by Bill Harris (June 10th, 2008), continued
Pretty cool, huh? Everything is perfect. Good/bad, having/not having, healthy/unhealthy, alive/dead, whatever – from this perspective, the universe is dancing along in a perfect way, and you are that dance. There’s nothing outside of you, so what could you possibly fear? There’s also nothing to get, because your experience is one of completeness. Since nothing is outside of you, what would you get – and where would you get it? There’s nowhere to go, because you’re everywhere.
In addition to being everything and everywhere, you’re also everyWHEN, because it’s obvious from this perspective that time is an illusion – or, more properly, nonsensical. It’s always NOW, and it will always be now. Even “now” doesn’t make sense, because now only exists or makes sense in relation to not-now, and there’s nothing from this perspective that’s not-now. [Zivorad Slavinski has a procedure for quickly attaining this state. RR]
This is Eckhart Tolle’s now moment, the presence, except you don’t have to do anything to get yourself there. In fact, it’s not a matter of getting there or not getting there. It isn’t that there is a you that then experiences it. You are IT. Your experience of life isn’t some thing or some place to get to, but rather WHO YOU ARE. [Which reminds me of Jay Haley’s article on the art of psychoanalysis. If analysis is successful, the client laerns that there is nothing he can do to not be himself. Maybe I will share that article with you when we get time. RR]
When “you” act, it’s obvious that it’s the entire universe acting, not some separate person or separate ego. All divisions are seen for what they are – ideas, an artificial and arbitrary mental chopping of the One into pieces. No division is real, other than in the mind. [Which reminds me of an article that I wrote some time ago, and maybe I will share that one with you, too, “when we get time.” RR]
This is, to be sure, a tremendously great experience (especially at first, because of the contrast with what it felt like to be – supposedly – separate). After a while, you integrate the experience, and it isn’t so novel anymore. At that point it feels more “ordinary,” but as I said in my last post (quoting D.T. Suzuki), it’s like normal life, but about two inches off the ground.