25 июня, 2007
A touch of reality
Just as the taste of salt pervades the great ocean and every single drop of sea-water carries the same flavour, so every experience gives me the touch of reality, the ever fresh realisation of my own being. Ultimately all is experience. Whatever we think, feel, do is experience. Behind it is the experiencer. So all we know consists of these two, the experiencer and the experience. But the two are really one - the experiencer alone is the experience. Still, the experiencer takes the experience to be outside.
The duality is an illusion induced by the imperfection of the psyche. When the psyche is perfect, duality is no longer seen.
My life is a succession of events, just like yours. Only I am detached and see the passing show as a passing show, while you stick to things and move along with them.
Ultimately even the observer you are not. You are the ultimate potentiality of which the all-embracing consciousness is the manifestation and expression.
There is the "stamp of reality" on the actual, which the past and the future do not have.
What makes the present so different? Obviously, my presence. I am real for I am always now, in the present, and what is with me now shares in my reality. The past is in memory, the future - in imagination. There is nothing in the present event itself that makes it stand out as real. A thing focussed in the now is with me, for I am ever present; it is my own reality that I impart to the present event.