I’ve ascended a third time.
I’m going to try to describe the space as best I can.
I’m listening to Andrea Boccelli, Sarah Brightman, and others on my iPhone.
Music uplifts me now. Vivo Per Lei carries me upward. Time to Say Goodbye wafts me away.
And where am I wafted to? Nowhere. Right here. My consciousness expands, but I remain exactly where I am.
This is not simply an expansion of awareness, but one of feelings, thoughts, inspiration as well, the messages of all the faculties. It’s definitely a flowering of all faculties. Not a full blossoming, but an unmistakeable stirring.
At times it’s like walking around drunk – unable to navigate. At other times, it’s like walking around stoned – fully present. At other times it’s like Broadway – wanting to step out and really rock.
I’m awash in bliss when I think of my loved one. Everything, all activity, grinds to a halt. I lose track of everything I intended to do and I couldn’t do it anyways at a time like this.
I’m just awash in bliss.
Hard to work. Hard to concentrate. Not wanting to be pulled away from this wonderful space.
Still dualistic but a walk in paradise.
The shortest path to ascension? Love someone. Anyone. Just love.