What if life wasn't what you thought it was?
What if you discovered that you were living in a complete illusion, as if the experiences you had when you were awake, were no more valid than the
dreams you had when you were asleep?
What if you discovered that every experience you ever had was entirely your own creation, conjured up from moment to moment by whatever you happened to be focusing on and the
thoughts you were using to interpret it?
What if you discovered that every other human being, while appearing to be participating in the same world, was living in a completely different experience of what was
real and true?
What if you discovered that despite the differences in everyone's realities, that everyone was creating their own experience in exactly the same way, moment to moment, through their own continually
changing flow of focus and thought?
What if you discovered that there was much more to life than the limited stories you happen to have created in your
What if you discovered that despite your entirely separate and infinitely unique experience of life, you were actually deeply connected with every other human being, and everything else in existence, at
a level that can't be effectively explained or understood, but can be felt and experienced?
What if life was much more than you could imagine, and yet paradoxically, was everything that you can and do continuously
imagine from moment to moment?
Wouldn't you just want to laugh out loud at the complete utter ridiculous craziness of it all?
I would, and in fact,
I did... for days. My cheek muscles were sore from the smiling, and the weight of a lifetime of believing in my thinking was lifted from my shoulders.
So does the story end happily there, all sunshine and rainbows?
Does discovering the secret to life mean that the random messiness of life will no longer happen, or that I will become a Teflon superhero, impervious to its effects? Well, not quite.
I happen to be a human
being, and despite what I've discovered, I'm not exempt from all the ridiculousness that continually appears in my head, and all the suffering I appear to enjoy creating from it. However, at the same time, I am aware of what's behind the curtain, and whenever
I happen to remember that, it brings a great deal of ease and comfort, and freedom from concern, and offers a re-set to continue on this crazy, unpredictable, sometimes frustrating, sometimes joyful journey that is life.