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There are certain places and atmospheres which I feel draw me and silence me and feel 'holy' special. It can be a 'power point' in nature a cathedral, synagogue, church, mosque, shrine, a babbling brook, a forest or just a quiet meditation anywhere.
This feeling is like the last SHACK 859, it draws me in so to speak, but feels holy, as if I am connected to the unknown, the magic of the Cosmos, the awe of the starry night, the lure of the mysterious, in fact, I feel that the resounding silence is 'the place of the most high', 'The very Kingdom of Heaven Within'.
It isn't a place physical or psychological or resides in the neural pathways in the brain or a memory encapsulation, it is in the consciousness and that is an awareness of being, that is feeling one is alive without the need of a flesh body and a clarity with extreme awareness of experiencing experience, which is being a conscious witness to oneself as an awareness.
The experience is a hush, a brush with a love that is non emotional yet deeply satisfying and this satisfaction does not require a form to experience it through, it is sufficient unto itself, it is nameless, formless and has non location or definition and yet is total and never ending, it is touch and brush with eternity and is complete unto itself.
It isn't a place physical or psychological or resides in the neural pathways in the brain or a memory encapsulation, it is in the consciousness and that is an awareness of being, that is feeling one is alive without the need of a flesh body and a clarity with extreme awareness of experiencing experience, which is being a conscious witness to oneself as an awareness.
The experience is a hush, a brush with a love that is non emotional yet deeply satisfying and this satisfaction does not require a form to experience it through, it is sufficient unto itself, it is nameless, formless and has non location or definition and yet is total and never ending, it is touch and brush with eternity and is complete unto itself.
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