Our journey thus far

1 Intent Assigning no meaning to grace imbibed, we watch how we are breath by breath transformed, drenched in bliss mists that cannot be described, trouncing ego, last bastions of mind stormed. With God-search the aim, our journey began, brought about simply, by force of our will, heart’s fervour the means and also the plan, as a non-doer by making thoughts still. There was no path which we chose to follow, whilst resting in the void of cessation, where slowing down thought, making form hollow, emptiness became our meditation. With our attention thus focused within, silence was the way we chose to begin. 2 Tests Silence was the way we chose to begin, turning our back on material gain, with impure thoughts, words and deeds deemed as sin, choosing to change even if it meant pain. The universe tested our heart’s resolve, again and again in different ways but firm remained our yearning to evolve, having forever turned inward our gaze. Demons of fear haunted, desires taunted, illusions which we surrendered to God, for His touch was all that our soul wanted, to which end we gave our conscience a nod. Though it may appear we took a brave stand, that God holds our hand, we now understand. 3 Guidance That God holds our hand, we now understand, for when in despair and feeling forlorn, He did not let us sink in the quicksand, sweeping out of our way, fate’s karmic thorn. Telepathic insights from God followed, along with several wisdom downloads, cleansing toxins of ignorance swallowed, that towards light we make steady inroads. That we’re spirit not this form was explained and energy of God is love and light, to reach which heart must be pure and unstained, whereupon we’ll be bestowed with clear sight. Ignorance, our sin so we must atone; all conflicts must be healed by love alone. 4 Initiation All conflicts must be healed by love alone, was the message we received, loud and clear, requiring of us consciousness we hone, that light of God in heart may then appear. An angel appeared and touched our third eye, chatted awhile and said all will be well, after which throb of magnetism drew nigh, waves of cool heat gripping us in its spell. As heart became quiescent, thoughts slowed down, we lived in the now, at an easy pace, smile in our heart replaced the ego’s frown, being but benedictions of God’s grace. Thoughts mostly at rest, in stillness aware, we placed ourself under God’s loving care. 5 Ascent We placed ourself under God’s loving care, moment by moment invoking His grace, head and heart merged, with love choosing to pair, of our lower nature, leaving no trace. Kundalini rose from the root to crown, its movement swift, bridge of fontanel crossed, without warning and without a countdown; then in the inky, black void, we were tossed! Beyond space-time in a surreal realm, reality as we knew it shifted, yet this immersion did not overwhelm, since our presence was by God’s hand lifted. Transcending scriptures, delusion destroyed, we communed with God in the vibrant void. 6 Illumination We communed with God in the vibrant void and all He asked was that we make heart pure, that once no longer by thought forms decoyed, the next step of ascent we could endure. Male and female hormones were made equal, that energies balanced, we may be hatched, emergence from head being the sequel, whence to be one again, to heart dispatched. Union graced brought about bliss ignition, illumining thus the staff of power, unending remaining the emission, engulfing each node in a bliss shower. Bliss in permanence, is like our heartbeat; rapture refrains continue to repeat. 7 Annihilation Rapture refrains continue to repeat, entwined with the flow of soma nectar, ushering magical mists of cool heat, piercing each and every body vector. Little wonder then that ego soon died, whereupon the light of Self was revealed, where no laws of physics can be applied, womb of God Himself, where our heart is healed. Back we then return to mind-body urn but this time around we are wide awake, knowing our descent to earth is to learn, whilst drenched in bliss mists and calm like a lake. Epiphanies that dawned, we have transcribed, assigning no meaning to grace imbibed.