Pool of Transcendance

Thoughtless expansion of awareness in an ever-flowing stream of subtle impulses of bliss.

Even then the words are too narrow, too shallow to begin to convey that most innocent joy of being that I was given in the water yesterday. I have been waiting for the words to come that could convey that experience…

Something so simple became something so sublime. A time of one-ness, an experience of self-refferal which is only witnessed in its innocence. Later perhaps… later one can begin to attempt to describe it. One can only hope that one can find a way to replicate it. But for now, I just cannot think of anything else worthy of sharing.

It was a magical moment of observing a silence in weightlessness. As though all other experiences and thoughts were just washed away and that moment, that instant, was everything. There were no desires, no impulses. It was enough to lay in the water and to be. A sense of contentment…

One could see the mist coming off of the water, hiding the other edge of the pool and giving a sense of infinity. It was beautiful, yes… But that feeling, that flow was there just as powerful, perhaps more so, when I just flowed upon the water my eyes closed. Then consciousness was expanded and that view within was infinitely more beautiful, infinitely more complete and expansive and I could lay there in total peace. No thoughts, no desires.

Even swimming within the water was a playful caress with the Self. Every stroke as though it was the last bound to this tiny shell… the next a sweet thrust into the divine.

Then soft rain started to come. Its every drop was bliss upon my hands, my face, my heart. Each drop a piece of the totality flowing towards itself. Caressing the air, my skin and the water itself.

I tried to think of it… to capture it, but it was just too complete, too powerful for me to resist melting into it and going far beyond the reach of the mind.

I cosed my eyes and sank into the water being everything and nothing at the same time… able to hear the drops on the surface and yet seeing them as splashes of light in my mind. My heart expanding and delighting in each moment and dancing… dancing in the flow of water, of consciousness…

I wish I had the words to begin to mention this feeling, this experience, this bliss…

One of these days… if I find a way to describe it, I promise to record it in words and share with you, right here… but for now there are no words… only the sweet memory of that unbounded, innocent bliss… that dance… that transcendance…