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Some experiences are difficult to put into words or adequately describe not alone give the feel or poignant subtle nuisances of the deep intrinsic realm of the mind and conscious awareness.  

Be that as it may while meditating or at odd times, especially when just almost thoughtless and doing the chores of the day or mindlessly letting the day roll by, a sort of 'behind the mind---sort of back of the head -----kind of apparition or ghost----subtle energy body--- a  distinct feeling of a presence, a not me presence, a super me or higher self that seems to overshadow me, an umbrella of a watcher, a witness to the comings and goings of the daily life and inner machinations of my mind'

It seems benevolent, in fact at one such feeling I felt it was the real me and that the rest of me needs to join with it, and like a silken cloud, a gossamer sheer light rain that covers the physical body and is an elixir to the innards.  

The assurity seemed to suggest that this experience was genuine and that indeed it was a non judgmental benefactor. The beneficiary was the whole of creation and I was as everyone and everything is as well.

So how does one become one with it? By being aware of the judgments made, the feelings of animosity and revenge, by disrespecting Mother Earth by being vain and arrogant, aloof and superior----and these are but a few.

When one is purged and cleansed in the alchemy of Life's experiences or by some self discipline, perhaps a spiritual non religious quest then a door in the mind, an invitation to fill the vacant empty space, the tenant of ego departed, then and perhaps then the great gift of this presence felt as Grace will fill the cup of longing to be one with the all and all.

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