I have this question in me, of what the energies and forces in my body mean.
I sense them; I'm aware of them. I also sense that they are aware of me. We are in a relationship; it's reciprocal.
The force of a conscious energy is quite different than my own day-to-day outward force. It is an inner force in an organic sense; although it expresses itself in the body, it is not of the body; it is connected by the threads of its own vibration to a universal network of energy. The body is simply a receiver that concentrates this force.
I have what I think of as an individual consciousness, but I see that somehow, that consciousness — and what we call "life" — arise from this universal force. They are not separated. The impression that I have some kind of independence is a false one.
Yet I don't understand this mystery. I've read a lot of different theories and ideas about this, some of them useful. Yet each one seeks to limit the existence of this energy within a context. And it seems apparent that the energy itself is illimitable. It is at the same time myself, and also something quite foreign. How do I sort that out?
An exploration is necessary. And this exploration makes no presumptions. It simply sees the relationship and takes it into account; over, and over, gently, allowing all of the authority that exists on both sides to arise naturally within the relationship. In this way, there is no interference. I don't use all these parts of myself to do anything. I bring what I have of myself to the table, and I offer it to the energy.
I say, here I am. Let us be together.
And I wait to see what will happen then, because I don't know.
Of course, that is quite true. I do know a bit of what will happen. This energy draws me deeper and deeper into a relationship of prayer. It draws me into a relationship of sorrow for the nature of things. The sorrow is objective, in the sense that it has no object; although it can discover associations, it has no attachments.
And because it has no attachments — even to itself — it can be joyful.
May your soul be filled with light.