Illusory

Living in an illusory world is a newly-discovered skill for me. Actually, I’ve always lived in such a world, only now I am deeply aware that all is illusory. Real, but illusory.

It finally makes sense to me what the physicists and spiritual teachers have been telling me. I live in a world that my mind forms and exists only in my mind. It is based on energy and information that routinely stimulates nerve endings in my hands and eyes. In a true sense, it is a reality that exists, but only in my mind. Perhaps that is what counts most for me because what is in my mind allows me to maneuver around.

This is especially true of my notions of space and time. They too are creations of my mind, created to make sense out of all the data my senses receive. These notions make it easier for me to navigate and interact with everything “out there”. They allow me to live in a relative world. no matter how illusory it might be.

What I hear the neuroscientists and physicists saying has a strange similarity to what the great spiritual leaders have been saying. What I hear them saying changes my every day. I hear them say that the apparent world around me actually exists independent of notions of space and time. It is illusory.

People of science do not have the answers, but they are at least able to remove the obstacles in my mind that might keep me from an experience of the timeless and non-spacial aspects of reality. They help my cognitive framework get prepared to allow me to actually experience the illusory nature of my world.

Most of my world is prepared to allow that to occur. Most of my world does not resist me experiencing it as illusory. Flowers and rocks are prepared to allow me without resisting to experience the consciousness of the universe.

Flowers and rocks offer little impediment to my experiencing how the consciousness of the universe manifests itself as flower and rock. The blending of my share of consciousness with the consciousness of the whole is comparatively easy for me to allow to happen. Much easier, at least, than the blending of my consciousness with people.

Humans seem to have this unique ability to interrupt or even block the flow of consciousness. I may be open to be aware of another human, but they too must be willing to reciprocate, to share the absorption in consciousness which flows thru us as though we are portals.

Humans have this ability to resist what is, to want reality to be something other than what it is. The flip side of this is that if the blending of consciousness is recognized and allowed, it can be an experience of immense openness, joy and contentment.

When this occurs, we can both be immersed in the vast plane of probabilities. All illusions have gone. The illusory nature of “things” had dissolved.

I am gradually entering a world where everything is transient. At the same time I am experiencing a small awareness of an aspect which is permanent, without time, infinite. It is a marvelous unfolding.

As I slowly allow myself to live in a world that I recognize as illusory, my mind is becoming comfortable with the loss of what I once thought was real but now realize is illusory. I am allowing my mind to become at ease in accepting the absence of time and space, even though this only occurs for short periods.

My mind finds rest and peace in an experience it was once trained to ignore or even reject. My awareness is slowly becoming accustomed to no longer rely so much on a world I now see as illusory. I still have a long way to go, but I think I see the shimmering outlines of a world I want to accept and enter.