I went for a walk in the woods. Entering the path I walked until I reached a bend in the road, where I sat down on a bench. I could see the continuing path on one side of me and on the other the path I had just walked. From my sitting position both paths were equal in my vision. Here I was in the middle, the present moment. Behind me the past in front of me the future, but the only true reality was the moment on the park bench.
I became very still in contemplation. I saw the two paths as a symbol of duality. If I allowed my mind to go in either direction I would leave the undeniable peace of the moment, in a sense I would leave reality.
The wind picked up and I heard rustling in the leaves on the tree directly in front of me. I was totally in the full experience of the now. I realized how truth, spirit, God, has no sound; it is silent until it moves through something in the physical world, like the wind was moving the leaves on the tree creating such a beautiful sound.
I looked down on the path beneath my feet and saw how each pebble had its place, its purpose. I was feeling a reverence for everything and I felt a reverence in return. What is normally experienced as here and over there was disappearing, I was disappearing. Or I should say separateness was disappearing and the identification with a separate “me” was being absorbed into the Oneness. The “I” definition that creates a distinct me from everything else was leaving. I was part of everything around me. Colors became so vivid, time stood still and everything was more alive. Vibrant light and a pulsating high energy embraced me. Breathing slowed down, almost seeming still. I felt a powerful energy slightly above my eyes between the eyebrows. Spellbound would be an understatement, I was in absolute bliss. No desire to move, to know, label or analyze. I don’t really know how long the experience lasted but at some point the “I” slowly began to return. It was as if I had been on a long blissful journey. It was an effort to return and an effort to move. I just allowed the experience to end on its own accord. When I was able to stand and walk I continued on the path. With each step I continued in the now, not allowing my mind to go back or forward. There was beauty and grace in each step I took. As I reflect back there really are no words that can truly define the experience. It is like trying to point to something that we have not yet created words for.