What is the value of writing about spirit, something that cannot be described? What is the value of words about reality when each of us has a unique one? When words are dead things, symbols for concepts we have about things? Concepts that may be only somewhat shared.
There is an old Vedic saying, “Knowledge in books remains in books”. Often, any given teaching simply leads to more concepts. A more complicated conception of the world. We may attempt a “Unified Field Theory”, an overarching concept that explains everything. But it never really works. Partly because there are so many contributing parties and partly because who we are, and thus our reality, is in a constant state of flux. It is organic, growing and morphing.
Here and there though, we’ll run into words that reach us at the right time. Someones story finds a resonance, enlivens a deep memory. We relate.
When we relate, we find a synchronicity between realities. Our world opens up a bit larger. Sometimes, the light bulb goes off. In the most ideal form, the mere presence of the other person is like a meditation. It brings peace and liveliness. Love flows. We find God in the details.
There may be some concept that we are separate persons and one persons journey has no relation to another. But in reality, there is only one journey, with many ways of relating to it.
The experience of the human is like a focal point for infinity, for boundless awareness. The awareness is not constrained by the human. It simply sees through the human into form. Form for perceiving form. A window of perception. But without which, awareness perceives nothing.
More interestingly, it does this simultaneously in all beings. When we step back into Self or transcendence, in silence, peace, we stop looking through the window for a moment. When our attention steps back enough and we become That, we are no longer the focal point but rather that which observes the point. Then we can shift our attention from one point to another.
That’s when we can really get a sense of how grand God really is. While we may look out of this set of eyes or that, God sees through all at once.
There is no separate persons. This is why relating has value. It reminds us of our commonality. This is the widening road to unity. Indeed, it is the unity itself that calls the person home. Through seeing, through feeling, through words. Through Itself, it comes to Itself.