I'll stick to my spiritual theme today and blog about the used, abused, overused word that the world is in pursuit of - Bliss!
Bliss might mean a lot of things to lot of people. What it we are to close our eyes and think of just one most Blissful moment of our lives? I can recollect mine right now and my insides do an endorphin release and I feel a simulation of the "High" that moment made me feel, like it is happening right now. What if the actual "Bliss" in a spiritual context is a Trillion times more than the most blissful moment we'd experienced yet? If the ones that are self realized are to be trusted, it is indeed nothing like anything we can feel with our sensory perceptions - it is a constant state of absolute, unadulterated joy that would define the physical cycle of the high the low and the intermediate. It is, ironically, a state that is within us, a state that is clouded and blurred by the identification and the side effects we experience with the attachment to this impermanent form.
This Bliss, as I understand is a beautiful plot with savage plot holes. There are so many decoys we are presented with in an attempt to make us believe that there are more pleasurable and lasting things than this aforesaid Bliss. Some call them Maya - or the illusions that web the reality. Some Mystics say that Humans that house the soul, the source of bliss, are like Princes' that behave like Paupers - looking for scraps and watered down versions of this Bliss and spend life times pursuing them in materials, Intoxication, pleasures of the flesh and substances.
There's a gateway to this magic called Bliss - and it opens inward into our being. There's no use looking for it without, for within us is this fountain of eternal joy. That's what those saints and Philosophers try to attain in those Ocher garbs and worldly renunciations. But the good news, I hear, is that all the props are optional. The moment we come into awareness and realize the transience of this body, we have planted a seed that wouldn't perish and eventually lead us to this ultimate path.
May be we can all start by sitting straight and closing our eyes, and trying to catch the next thought that sprouts in our grey matter. It is hard, but nothing that is worthwhile comes without effort and even effortlessness, they say, has to only sprout out of intense effort. And, how hard can it get to sit still, close our eyes and draw our attention to the vacuum inside of us? Yes, The vacuum, and it isn't as hollow as it sounds. It is in that vacuum they say, that the cosmic energy gathers and makes us run on autopilot.
So, for Bliss, the recipe is very simple. Sit straight, close your eyes, cease to think, or think but be aware of thinking. Don't do a unconscious infinite loop. That's it! That's really it!
I have to admit, that my quest for Bliss is still in wobbly baby steps, but this simple exercise that I do puts such a wonderful, positive twist to my everyday, to a point where I am addicted to my meditation routine like one would be to Nicotine.
Don't take my word for it. It's right there, inside, and it's quiet simple. And there's no curl ups and sit ups to do, no gym memberships, or wrecking your nerves with toxic quick fixes.
It's Really that simple.
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