Life is a fascinating mystery, I see it from a totally neutral point of view and it seems to me that it has no purpose in itself (or is it?), a nd I am referring to life in general, not to the personal goals of each one.
Once I was in a meditative state: still body, slow and deep breathing and mentally repeated "I am Light, I, I am Light, I am Light, I am Light, I am Light..." I was doing it for maybe 20 minutes or more, the truth is that I lost a little bit the notion of time.
Suddenly, I felt light, I no longer felt my body, it was as if I was merged with the air. It was fascinating, but at the same time frightening. My mind was quite clear and I could have quite vivid images, but I was a little afraid of not feeling my body and staying forever in that state of contemplative reverie.
I did this several times, I tried to reach again that state of mind in which I felt that I didn't need anything, but at the same time I felt that everything was enough, I only succeeded a few times because it really requires concentration and tranquility of the mind and the environment.
These kinds of results lead me to ask myself, much more than I have done all my life, what I am, what I am really made of and what for. And my doubts go beyond a biological explanation of my body and my emotions.
I like to think of myself as an energetic being, as in dreams.
Dreams seem to be pure mental energy but inside the dream itself everything seems real. Maybe that's how life itself is and that's why we see it so solid.
They are crazy ideas, so it seems, but I think that any idea that pretends to explain exactly what life is would be just as crazy, even if it had a scientific basis.
On the other hand, I think I must agree with the majority on one thing, and that is that life has an origin, although in an infinite universe one cannot speak of a beginning or an end, just as life could not simply have been the product of a click of a remote control. So, it is possible that all this is the result of the experiment of a creator anxious to feel through us that every thing, feeling and action we do is felt.
Please, don't ask me where I live that creative consciousness from.
From this point of view, which is also mine, I am concerned about the duality of that consciousness. In recent days I was watching documentaries of cases that evidenced the evil and aberrations that can exist in human beings. During those days I was very disappointed and even sad and I asked myself many times:
What is human nature made of?
For the welfare of my mind, I stopped watching those documentaries.
In spite of the doubts and disappointments I am trying to see the good things that life has and the constructive and warm part of human nature and I know that many of us are on that path and that exalts my soul, which is an unattainable seeker of plenitude, that state of integral wellbeing that I believe that perhaps, perhaps, could be the purpose of life.
Thank you for accompanying me.
Photograph of my property.
