In time I was able to use the pointer finger on each hand. So I was able to type with two fingers for short periods.
I began to type out what kinds of experiences for me frequently induced a sense of wonderment when I participated in them. I needed this list to help address the despair that was constantly gnawing. I wrote a list out over a week and noticed that all the activities fell into five broad groups:
Nature
Friends
Books
Creativity
Walking
One morning I woke up remembering an experience I had had when I was young, elementary school age. I was outside in nature, alone sitting by a running river. I had in my hands a small garter snake and in an instant my small personal viewpoint disappeared. I don't know how long this experience went on for but when the sense of 'me' came back everything was shimmering in light and I knew that everything was One and that that Oneness was Love.
I was so happy about this I jumped up to go and tell my parents. As I made my way to the house I could feel energy moving through everything, and heart felt: How wonderful! There is a beautiful, bright energy underlying everything!
As I put my hand on the screen door to open it and saw my parents inside the thought hit me, "I can't tell them this, they will think I am crazy." I continued inside and said nothing.
I think all of us, when we are young have some experience, by Grace, that informs us of Oneness. People call this experience by many names: God, Spirit, Light, Love, and many other words.
Einstein, before discovering his unified field theory maintained an underlying presumption that, "whatever reality is, it would show itself to be simple and beautiful."
Within a couple days of having this experience I doubted and then forgot it though the memory of it would surface at different times throughout my life, often when what I called 'Oneness' would again break through my personal point of view and fill me with wonder and mystery.
Though I had experienced knowing that we are all truly One, the profound meaning of these experiences had yet to truly penetrate my sense of reality.
My heart leaped and my eyes teared when I read your experience as a child. The fact that you knew 'others' wouldn't believe you is a very sad fact of life. Thank you for being vulnerable.
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