I remember after the vision I had in 1987 was over, (1) saying to myself: “Now I know one thing.” What was that one thing? That the purpose of life is enlightenment.
One thing. How soon would it be before I knew two?
I can say without a shadow of a doubt that since that time I have never learned a second thing (I imagine some people will take this statement and bowdlerize it, but I don’t care. It’s true). I have learned nothing since then. Not anything that I’ve studied do I know. Not anything that I’ve heard. Not anything that I’ve touched or felt or experienced.
Oh, yes, I’ve heard a lot. Knew a few things as more likely than not, as probably true. Knew a few things as being willing to stake my life on them, feeling certain, etc. But just rock-bottom knew them? Nada. One thing only.
And yet I navigate my world. I make decisions about the future. I trust in life working out.
God did not part the curtains that day and say to me, “Eat this biscuit and you will have the knowledge of all things.” He/She/It said … well, He/She/It said nothing.
My one conversation with God and not a word was spoken. How revealing is that?
My one chance to listen to God and He/She/It showed me pictures, with not one word said.
There is something more important than what is known. I can’t put it in words. I can feel it. I would call it “God.” I know it is me. But I cannot describe it. It is beyond the range and scope of words. It will not be put into words. It will not be captured.
God did not design this world with words. Oh, yes, “the” word. He/She/It spoke “the” word and all this came into being. It was created with sound, energy, vibration, movement, but not with words. We can call that word “Aum/Amen” if we wish a recognizable symbol for it. We can talk about the significance of Aum, its identity as a sine wave, its creativeness, persistence, and transformation. But God did not use the English language, the Russian language, or the Swahili language to create this Earth.
If God could build a world without language, why do we put such importance on what is known? Why?
Is knowing all there is? Will I really “know” God? Experience our oneness, yes. Get that I and God are One, as are you and God. But “know” God? How will I know God? How will I know?
Knowing is over-rated. What nourishes me is not something I know, although I can’t say what it is. Some sages have called it “identity” with God, some have called it “union,” some have called it a “lack of separation.” But these are all just words.
Who cares for words? Not God. Not for language. Vibration, yes, but not language.
I don’t know, except for one thing. One thing in all these years. Just one thing. And I feel so privileged to know that one thing.
Where once I thought I knew a lot, one day God showed me I knew nothing. And then God showed me one thing. All the rest He/She/It took away from me. Am I bereft? No, I am wealthy beyond imagination.
(1) At http://www.angelfire.com/space2/light11/epilog.html.