In a reading I had with him on May 21, 2015, Archangel Michael said to me words to the effect that “bliss is your very nature.”
He was explaining why it isn’t regarded as importuning Heaven to ask for expanding bliss.
I don’t know what it was about the circumstances, but this time, when he said it, I got it. I got it at a realized level. I think it may be the same to say that I got it at a heart-conscious level.
It got in and sunk in and I spent much of the rest of the day comfortably wrapped in bliss.
If bliss is my nature, it follows that the reason I’m not feeling it when I’m not is because of something I’m carrying: Either an issue, a belief or some other confining thought or feeling.
It’s as if the weather is warm, I’m hot and I’m still dressed in my winter coat. I take off the coat and my comfort returns.
In this case, I let go of my core issues and false beliefs and I’m returned to Self. The bliss that I am is revealed again.
For me, bliss differs from love. Love attracts me to people. I want to serve. I want to join and be loving.
Bliss carries my attention metaphorically upwards. It’s as if I’ve turned my eyes and hands up to God and cannot take my attention off God.
Love does not turn me to God (necessarily) and bliss does not leave me wanting to serve.
If anything, with bliss I forget about others and am lost in the wonder and pure plesasure of the sensation. It’s enough. I want nothing else more in life than it.
I could die where I sit and not be perturbed. Buddhist monks have died in meditative postures, presumably lost to their surroundings and in bliss.
There’s nothing missing from the space of bliss and the only thing I want is more of it.
I look back over the gradual climb in consciousness I’ve made over the years – reporting on the cabal for the first years of the blog in my rage at finding that 9/11 was an inside job, clearing vasanas seemingly forever, getting down to root triggers and core issues, and now, after the heart opening of March 13, 2015, the gradual expansion of the reach of the heart and of the experience of bliss.
I get to see how wayshowing works. If I go through the experience and describe it, it makes it more likely that more will go through it as well because the territory is now identified, the process discussed at least once, and perhaps the discussion has entered into the collective consciousness. I don’t know. It may come into the domain of reality for us whereas it may never have existed in (our local, everyday) consciousness before.
So simply writing about it can be wayshowing, mapmaking, pathfinding.
I’d love to have more people join me in this swimming pool of bliss. The water’s warm. The living is easy.
The only thing that will drown you here is the Tsunami of Love. And who wouldn’t want to be swallowed up by that? Let go of the mind. Let go of the ego. And forget you’re even here.
Archangel Michael said that the experience of bliss would only grow and grow. What kind of market prognosis is that? Your life will only get better and better in ways you never dreamed possible. Do you say “yes” or “no”? No contest!
I feel myself switching from a cynical, “Show me” kind of attitude to an eager opening to whatever in life is next.