Wound of Separation

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As I was talking about the separation wound with Robert today .. & just came

across this from a friend. I thought it might help others to share it here as

it has helped me too reading this. My friend has given permission to share these

words ..

 

"I was about 2 years old. Up until this day, I existed in undifferentiated

awareness, without

any sense of subject/object dichotomy. It is the Natural state, although to even

decribe it as

a state is inaccurate. Timeless and spaceless, empty of all qualification,

bright and shining -

all just words that do not even approach it!

 

At one moment, I was sitting in a hallway, about 20 feet from my mother, who had

recently returned from the hospital after birthing my new sister. I was

radiating pure joy and delight in just Being, when suddenly I perceived that I

appeared to be separate from my mother! She was down in the kitchen, and I was

here, on the floor, in the hallway! A monumental fear grasped me. I wanted to

scream, but I was paralyzed. I was shocked and mute, and felt my body for the

first time, and the hell of apparent individualized embodiment seized me in a

vice of panic and terror!

 

Thus began my journey.

Now I see that moment as the most merciful Grace.

Now I can serve.

God IS Gracious!

 

I am my mother, and I am the hallway, and I am the terror, and I am the joy, and

I am here, and this is the only place there is, and it is wonderful, and it is

terrible, and it is us, and we float, untethered, in infinite Mystery, all

watched over by Eyes of Loving Grace - our Own!"

 

Now I will keep my friend's name anonymous for the time being. This is posted at

a forum if anyone would like to reply to the author. You can write me if you

wish. As it is such a sacred topic. I prefer to keep it anonymous ..

 

Best Regards,

 

Colette