Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 66

           Thegreatsaints,thegreatGurus,thegreatprophetsofhistory-theywerealllivingintheturiyastate,allthetime.Asfortherestofus,mostofushavebeenthere,too,ifonlyforfleetingmoments.Mostofus,evenifonlyfortwominutesinourlives,haveexperiencedatsometimeoranotheraninexplicableandrandomsenseofcompletebliss,unrelatedtoanythingthatwashappeningintheoutsideworld.Oneinstant,you’rejustaregularJoe,schleppingthroughyourmundanelife,andthensuddenly-whatisthis?-nothinghaschanged,yetyoufeelstirredbygrace,swollenwithwonder,overflowingwithbliss.Everything-fornoreasonwhatsoever-isperfect.

           Ofcourse,formostofusthisstatepassesasfastasitcame.It’salmostlikeyouareshownyourinnerperfectionasateaseandthenyoutumblebackto"reality"veryquickly,collapsingintoaheapuponallyouroldworriesanddesiresonceagain.Overthecenturies,peoplehavetriedtoholdontothatstateofblissfulperfectionthroughallsortsofexternalmeans-throughdrugsandsexandpowerandadrenalineandtheaccumulationofprettythings-butitdoesn’tkeep.Wesearchforhappinesseverywhere,butwearelikeTolstoy’sfabledbeggarwhospenthislifesittingonapotofgold,beggingforpenniesfromeverypasserby,unawarethathisfortunewasrightunderhimthewholetime.Yourtreasure-yourperfection-iswithinyoualready.Buttoclaimit,youmustleavethebusycommotionofthemindandabandonthedesiresoftheegoandenterintothesilenceoftheheart.

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