Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 67

           Thevoidwasaplaceoflimitlesspeaceandwisdom.Thevoidwasconsciousanditwasintelligent.ThevoidwasGod,whichmeansthatIwasinsideGod.Butnotinagross,physicalway-notlikeIwasLizGilbertstuckinsideachunkofGod’sthighmuscle.IjustwaspartofGod.InadditiontobeingGod.Iwasbothatinypieceoftheuniverseandexactlythesamesizeastheuniverse.("Allknowthatthedropmergesintotheocean,butfewknowthattheoceanmergesintothedrop,"wrotethesageKabir-andIcanpersonallyattestnowthatthisistrue.)

           Itwasn’thallucinogenic,whatIwasfeeling.Itwasthemostbasicofevents.Itwasheaven,yes.ItwasthedeepestloveI’deverexperienced,beyondanythingIcouldhavepreviouslyimagined,butitwasn’teuphoric.Itwasn’texciting.Therewasn’tenoughegoorpassionleftinmetocreateeuphoriaandexcitement.Itwasjustobvious.Likewhenyou’vebeenlookingatanopticalillusionforalongtime,strainingyoureyestodecodethetrick,andsuddenlyyourcognizanceshiftsandthere-nowyoucanclearlyseeit!-thetwovasesareactuallytwofaces.Andonceyou’veseenthroughtheopticalillusion,youcannevernotseeitagain.

           "SothisisGod,"Ithought."Congratulationstomeetyou."

           TheplaceinwhichIwasstandingcan’tbedescribedlikeanearthlylocation.Itwasneitherdarknorlight,neitherbignorsmall.Norwasitaplace,norwasItechnicallystandingthere,norwasIexactly"I"anymore.Istillhadmythoughts,buttheyweresomodest,quietandobservatory.

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