Questioning the Truth of Seeing the World as Broken
You know just maybe everything is alright after all. It’s easy to see the world as broken. But is it really?
Feels to me complete understanding in this domain isn’t accessible via any degree of mental articulation.
Truth in essence feels like a knowing of deeper intelligence which resonates with the entirety of the all that is. And if this is so, I can’t see the remotest potential for my knowing such truth through the limited domain of a mental enquiry. My mind simply doesn’t see the full spectrum of all that is. Too many dimensions of intelligence exist beyond the immediacy of the dimensions I’m aware of. At best i can see a perspective — often times a tainted one at that.
I say tainted because given the fullness of time I come to notice the scent of conditioning filtering everything I see. So inevitably the truth I seek must lie beyond the preference of ego. Which for me is to acknowledge, truth is no longer truth when the tentacles of conditioning grasp, influence, cajole or taint what I observe to further an agenda of preference.
So it begs the question – from which domain of inquiry does an observation of a brokenness stem? Is it a construct of mind or of deeper felt wisdom?
I notice when I observe brokenness, it’s a knee jerk reaction, a psychological pattern and conditioned response playing out. Inevitably it can only be a superficial assessment based on what I perceive to be going on, rather than as stated, whats actually going on in full totality.
In contrast, truth has a signature, a calling card heralding it’s presence. So often it’s the fragrance of simplicity, of a gentle undeniable clarity which sweeps away the complexity of misunderstanding. It’s essence resonates with a deep harmony of inclusion, of undeniably, of vast reservoirs of strength. The felt sense of truth in my body is most commonly observed as a clearly defined energetic expansion in my chest, an easing and opening. This is accompanied by a general sense of wellbeing, and given contrast to my normal lives state, a sense of relief and of returning home.
From what I can tell we can only know such truth by accessing limitless awareness, unconstrained by thought. Otherwise it’s simply an idea we believe to be true. This domain of consciousness is accessed through the capacity to entrain with Universal Will, which is to say accept the wisdom of the universe as a consciousness which supersedes our personal wills intelligence. It’s a moment by moment journey of stepping deeper into alignment with this essence and ultimately a mergence of personal will into that of Universal Will where the highest joy of personal will is to serve the greater good of all. Which is to say to server Universal Will.
As I experience it, the physical aspect to engaging with such truth is facilitated through the capacity to feel. Feeling is the gateway through which Ive found communion with higher dimensions, finding aspects of myself not bound to the whims of a finite body, but existing as infinite potential, bathed in the presence of grace. Ive heard others arent geared in this manner, feeling not being gateway to such expansion… so as with everything else, quite individual.
Most often, for me the truth is transmitted within a vibration which embodies an endless expanse of well-being. Irrespective of the specific nature of inquiry, no matter the opposing logic or iron clad rational of minds perspective. This expanse embodies the felt sense of a limitless field, am essence radiating openness and ease, and at times a state of unimpeded joy.
My mind generally offers a contrasting experience of truth, a divergent truth lived in pain and fear, of needing to scramble to make things right.
This all begs the question, which do I prefer to experience? Or perhaps which truth am I prepared to allow as my lived experience?
