The other day while meditating I had a glimpse of enlightenment. And what I experienced was love. Divine love. The kind of love that burns through you and leaves you humbled.
There’s a lot of talk in the spiritual community about the nature of enlightenment, and how to attain it. We’ve all heard tales of yogis in India living in caves in a permanent state of bliss. PersonalIy, I think that enlightenment is received in momentary glimpses, and once you experience it, you will recognize it, you will not doubt it, and you will never be the same.
But how to attain it? The other day at the beach I started thinking about eternity, divinity, and oddly perhaps, seashells. The nautilus shell came to mind. It begins life as a soft mollusk, possessing everything it needs to build itself a small, absolutely perfect chamber to live in. You could say that in its original state, it is infused with, or maybe even is nothing but divine love. When it outgrows this chamber, it simply puts up a dividing wall and builds a larger, more suitable one, continuing to do so, unaware that it is bringing the entirety of its spirit along for the ride. Its divinity stays intact.
Maybe we, like the nautilus, carry our divinity within us. We don’t need to go to a cave in India in search of enlightenment; we just need to find a way to open to what we are made of. We need to find our way home.
“…the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
As always, your thoughts are invited.