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A Sense of the Sacred
months of turmoil coming from the emergence of very early experiences
of neglect, accompanied by painful and often shameful Shadow
material, today there emerged a great calm. It started while I was
reading some of the satsangs
on the ShiningWorld website and has been with me all day.
I’ve been listening again to your talks on the Bhagavad Gita and continually discriminating myself from the objects arising in me. My usual preoccupations seem to be dormant. Solitude is delicious. There’s a sense of the sacred. This afternoon I found myself in a shop looking at statues of Shiva and this evening I surprised myself by searching on the internet for sacred music, mantras, anything that would express the peace that comes with the knowledge “I am the self.” This bhakti is a new development for me, and it isn’t easy to find a form for it that’s free of the culture of the religious traditions. But it doesn’t matter. It seems that finally, as well as knowing who I am, I’ve been able to stay with that knowledge without being assailed by the vasanas. There’s a feeling of gratitude for this gift, this taste of the eternal that I am.
James: The only comment is “good on you!” You have been faithful in your inquiry, battling the demons of the past and you seem to have won a great victory. Bhakti grows out of assimilated knowledge. Worship yourself. I admire you for your diligence, your devotion to the truth.
~ Much love, James