How can you ever explain what this is? You wander through your personal world pointing here and there, thinking this or that, pulling in this bromide and that from the stale bookshelves of wisdom and truth that litter a useless mind; but still you can only pull back from the world you knew, the people you depended upon for support and guidance and love. You look out onto the infinite landscape; you were never told it would be like this. Yet somehow you know what it is. You have been here before; ancient memories become truth; one step innocently leads to the next.
The happenstance of existence is only the first astonishment. You and I are two others. But deeply wrapped in the veils of thought and emotion, what can we feel of the divine spirit or the dynamic fires of creation? Very little. Without grace. We pray and we meditate, and much can be said about those two activities; nevertheless, grace transcends all efforts of the ego to carve out spiritual territory belonging to it, or to take on proud identification with forms of worship or grand personages of past and present as the openers of doors. Grace has no source other than the absolute spirit and the divine intent arising out it along with all of creation. Pray and meditate for a thousand years; tug at the veils that hide the bounty of life; cry out to the universe in hope and despair. However it goes, is however it goes.
The deeper we move into the unbounded reality of the awakening heart, something moves us to reach out into the beyond, to step gently out of the world of pain and struggle into an acceptance that the love that arises in the world and into you and me has an absolute source, and when we realize this source, we learn to bow down . . . again and again. In this episode we take that journey inward by removing the veils that darken the world we experience and the lives we live. Innocent love is real; it exists as the deepest mystery of life. We need merely look up from our stories and step out into the unknown.
That morning you step outside the door of your personal life and suddenly know the truth of your existence and find waiting for you the grand, eternal journey of discovery, of realizations, of enlightenment, and love exultant, and life astonishing beyond any of the thinking you have mustered over the how many years you have existed, and why not call it love, the divine something always just over the horizon.
A hermit in the context of the invisible room is one who lives alone, not just from the activities of the world, but from the world as a whole. Years of meditation and a long life exploring many angles of entering spirit can leave one looking out the door more than walking through it. A life lived in the spirit is a life lived alone. Love plays a vital role in keeping the world as a balancing experience for one in whom the spirit has raised its infinite head. The world, love, the spirit. The garb of a hermit.
Life without any notion of spirit is dreary, people sleepwalking through every experience, thinking and doing what almost everyone else is thinking and doing. So most of the world goes on bordering on chaos and madness. And then there are some who are stirring awake and are realizing that what they do in life counts and that how we treat others matters on deep levels of the heart. And then there are those who feel the world changing around them, not in a historical sense but in a spiritual sense; they feel the presence of the divine and the awesome power of creation in everything that lives and moves, and even in those things that seem inert. They awake to the infinite spaces inside them; they look at their hands and feel God working in every cell and the life blood of the body that makes astonishment possible. And as the beyond settles into the consciousness of these rare human beings, the song of the cosmic drama begins to echo in the ever expanding inner spaces, and suddenly destiny moves in and makes everything real.
You know, we are just stuck with thick, clunky words for describing the world we live in. When we want to reference the inner dimensions of our existence, we still have only the big, clunky words with which to write, like the ones I am using now. Still, words such as these can bring us into deeper contact with the inner workings of human existence and how our experience of life can bring us into more intimate contact with the divine. I try to do that. I use familiar words in a particular context, and I take a particular angle on the movement of my consciousness into the divine, and I lay out the path that the divine takes in moving into my existence. It only takes a human willingness for the divine dance to take place. This episode of The Invisible Room Podcast continues that dance with clunky words but an open and sincere heart. Profound things happen in this episode. Doors open. The heart trembles with new awakenings. It’s simple really. Just listening to the words takes us into places where words cannot travel. No matter. The mystery is in charge.