I’m still learning the ropes following a recent spiritual experience. (1)
Last week, I was on an emotional roller coaster. This week I wanted to smooth out my experience a little and recover some stability and predictability in my life.
So I returned to meditation again but more particularly meditating on the Divine Mother, who’s my ideal. And at one point I invited the Mother, with quite a bit of emotion, to come and live in my heart.
The Divine Mother is our original sacred partner. Genders and sacred unions are both designed to remind us of the original partnership of Father and Mother God. (2)
But the mystery of mysteries is that we are that Father and so, the Mother is our original partner. (I just got goosebumps saying that.)
I invited the Mother to sit on the swing, what Hindus call the jhula, in my heart. I began to use my Mother mantra again after some years. Now my mantra has a life in it I haven’t known before.
When I invited her into my heart, I felt elation. I have to tell you that I’m not constitutionally wired to use my imagination; I’m very factual. So doing things like inviting the Mother into my heart are not usual for me.
I’m more into tracking my internal space – feelings, thoughts, flows of energy. I suppose I’m a kind of empirical materialist in that I use my body, mind and senses, and now my heart, to know things.
But this use of the creative imagination worked. In the elation that I felt, I was totally carried away,
When I repeated the exercise some time later, I was filled with the most delicious love, tapering off into bliss. I wrote at the time:
“So here I am at this moment in bliss. I can only report. Everything hurtful, unwelcome, and unpleasant is forgotten. I’m as meek as a lamb. But I also feel the impact of thoughts just hovering in the background ready to catch up with me again.
“The deeper I draw in the in-breath, the deeper the experience of the Mother’s love goes.
“I allow it, with every sense.
“Utter calmness. Utter peace. No desire to move.
“Total obliteration of care. No, it’s deeper than that. Care does not arise in this place. In this space, the world would work for me no matter how it showed up. In this space, I am the change I want to see and my transformation is what has the world work out for me. Nothing external.”
And not only bliss but the thoughts flowed as well. I’m sure they were being sent along to me. At one point, I got that it’s my job, and yours and yours and yours, to show everyone who approaches us love and respect. I can’t say I’ve done that much or overly well. That was a hugely challenging thought. Thank you, Mother.
It’s probably as simple as this to make the world work: Love.
I cannot describe the way I feel at this moment, the feeling is so new to me. I’ve only felt this way when, say, I’ve won some really big prize in high school or something similar. “Aha. Life is working out.”
(1) A heart opening on March 13, 2015.
(2) The correlate of the human female and male is God the Mother and God the Father. The sexual act mimics the divine creation of beings.