Earlier today I wrote about the observer inside, in todays Nature Lessons post. I’m still in search of this observer, well holding onto them for longer than a few minutes anyway. I think I probably am the observer, well my true authentic self anyway, because when I’m connected it feels like home.
It feels peaceful and all knowing, my breath slows right down and I am somewhere not connected to my physical body and yet deep down inside of it.
Could it be the portal to the universe is in fact inside of us and not on some far off horizon. I think we probably do have all the answers but somehow have become split off from them in our attempt to ride this train we are on, the train taking us through life. The great train that twists and turns, stopping at major junctions along the way. Sometime we need to change, sit in another carriage and sometimes we sit and wait patiently for the engines to start rolling again, whatever we decide, the journey never seems to end and our search continues.
Only when we put away the ego, will we find the observer, the one who hides and waits patiently behind the false self we have created.
Times I spend in meditation and silence are special, I pause and open up to myself. I am connected, for however short the period of time is, during those moments, I feel I am at one with the universe.