Some days I feel like I am standing at the entrance to a worm hole, inviting all passers-by to enter with me. It is a strange place to be since the last couple of years have been so transformative for me. I feel like I am living in an alternate reality. The world I am walking in is no longer the same as it once was. I cross the street at 9th and Hennepin and it feels amazingly different than it once did.
The disappointment I sometimes feel is that I now know what is possible, and when I invite friends or even casual acquaintances to enter this world with me, they decline. They are not ready. And at that moment I remember all those years that I was not yet ready.
I clearly want to have companions. I prefer not to feel the aloneness that my alternate world seems to demand. I still have this notion that it is a place that can be shared, and I want to share it with as many companions as is possible. It is not an easy step for them to take. I am painfully aware of this.
I still want others to experience the bliss and delight that my alternate world offers. It is a place where illusions are questioned, where teachings are doubted, and where the awareness of reality is sharpened. I want others to be able to experience this world in all its wonderful splendor and excitement. Above all others I want my sons to know what it is like.
And so I repeatedly invite others to enter this worm hole. I suspect that it is a one-way trip. Once entered, this alternative reality may from hour to hour lose its sharpest and vigor. But there really is no turning back. Maybe others realize that and do not want to give up all they must leave behind.
I invite others to join me, fully aware of the danger I am inviting them to take on. If they join me, it will demand that they shatter old concepts, give up old comforting illusions, perhaps adjust their human relationships. It is not a step for the faint-hearted, and perhaps even seems weird and off-balanced, contradictory and uncertain. All that is true.
I still will continue to invite others to join me. I offer an invitation with my words, my eyes and my presence. It is a good place to be. I hope that neither they or I will be completely alone.