I find myself in peace again, much as I’d go in and out of love in 2015. (1)
Peace doesn’t (directly) buy me anything. (2) It doesn’t help me unfasten a tight lid or reach something that’s fallen behind the couch. Won’t even get me a bus ride.
Heavens, it’s not good for anything! Not useful at all.
But oh! how utterly satisfying it is!
In peace, all my issues fall away from me. It’s like a dark room in which the light is suddenly turned on. All my issues flee instantly from the space that peace is.
However, it requires an activated higher self than my everyday one to appreciate it. My everyday self is running around, doing the laundry, going to the supermarket, taking out the trash. (Turn off the burners. Lock the door. Take my cellphone.) It’s distracted and full of concerns, most, endlessly repeating.
Meanwhile, this peace proves the proverb, I thy Lord am a jealous God. If I don’t give peace my full attention, it goes. When my attention returns, it comes again.
It’s rather like a puppy in this regard: It goes off to a corner when its master is busy but then quickly comes again when summoned.
It leads us to God, rather than away, as the senses often do.
Peace is a divine quality: I’m immersed in it, rather than it happening in a physical part of my body. It’s a divine emanation. “Divine,” in this case, for me means “godlike.”
An ascended society is “godlike” or “divine.” Despite the turmoil now, as we take back our planet from current management, a godlike society is where we’re headed.
Once ascended, those inclined to evil will not be able to follow. And, if it were possible for anyone ascended to have a malicious thought – as likely as for you to find you can suddenly breathe underwater – they would soon find themselves drawn back a level; that is, to the unascended realms again. (3)
So states like love and peace are going to be increasingly our lot in life. I predict there won’t be anything you then consider to be missing.
Footnotes
(1) See “Submerged in Love” in An Ascension Ethnography – Part 1 at https://goldenageofgaia.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/An-Ascension-Ethnography-V1-R4.pdf
(2) If I were in supreme peace in samadhi, perhaps, someone might feed me.
(3) As I was in 1977 in an out-of-body experience. Unable to stand the bad treatment being meted out to a friend on the astral plane, I was wailing and thus was obliged to go back down a level; i.e., to return to my physical body.