the light breaks through

Sitting in a cafe in Florence last week (was it only such a short time ago?) with Natasha, Danelle and Kylie, I pulled back for a moment from all the chatter and busyness that constantly clutters up the world to remember Spirit. And with a thrill that ran through my body like electricity, I was in another reality. No sound, no motion, no thing but a bright, golden radiance that blotted out everything else, another reality where I knew myself in the most intimate way as merely a visitor in this world, consciousness in the costume of the place - my body - experiencing and participating for only a while in this world of matter.

And the Self that observed, of which I was for those moments fully conscious was not contained, not clearly formed, for I was consciousness radiant in a body of light.

 

 

It was simply beautiful, sweet beyond describing, and I know beyond any doubt that this is how we are meant to live, aware of our true nature and of the temporary nature of this body, this world.

Such moments have come before, but this time, I really understood. This is reality. I want more of this. I want to feel this way always, not as flashes of insight, of light breaking through the illusion but as a constant awareness of the greater reality in which we have our being.

I tried to recapture it this morning, but was only dimly aware of it. Yet now I know, really know, and that will not pass, for it was not something imagined, a thought, even an intimation. It was, rather, a flash in the dark that for a moment revealed to me the true nature of my participation in this world.

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[Tosia H Zraikat]

Dear Kathleen, this is way too late, but I couldn't figure out how to reply, and even though I occasionally find my way, every time I get lost again. I want to thank you for the comments you have posted here, and your kind words. It means a lot to me that someone reads my posts - that at least what I write is on interest to even a few others. Thank you, dear Kathleen, and also for bringing more beauty into the world in your fb and other posts. Lots of love, Tosca

[Kathleen Botsford]

lovely