What do you feel about spiritual awakening?

[baangus]

Awakening is an ongoing journey, we're only ever awake by degrees. But in everyone's journey of course there are personal epiphany signposts along the road. I awoke to spirit at 15. I awoke to the truth regarding the eternal soul and reincarnation at 29. At the age of 35 or so I awoke to the truth regarding ascended masters - Siddhartha, Jesus - and what it means to be a fully realized, fully spiritually-awakened human being. I awoke to the reality of this loving, benevolent universe, and an understanding of the makeup of Pure Spirit and Living Consciousness (God as it were) and my own God-self, all in my early 40s. And so forth.

[gruntal]

I never thought about making a spiritual resume for me. It would be illustrating to do so.

I was a member of some Christian churches in my youth but I always had some reserve about making commitment. I did enjoy the family atmosphere even though I was too a-social to make any friends. I had no trouble with the god concept but the idea of perfection never made sense to me. When I decided I wasn't looking for a Savior defined by a codified set of rules ( the Bible) I left and never looked back.

Around 1985 I was spinning the tuner knob on my radio and accidently came across a lecture on the Great Pyramid of Giza. I was stunned! Delivered by Dr. Eugene Scott it was mesmerizing. I had never heard anything like that before. Soon afterwards I was going to a yard sale and noticed a book for sale called the The Rosicrucian Manual by H. Spencer Lewis. I just opened the book in the middle and what did I see but a diagram of the interior passages of the Great Pyramid. I soon joined A.M.O.R.C. in San Jose, U.S.A. and studied with them for about 5 years. That was good as it expanded my foundation of things esoteric without the confines of religion. I realized the church did not have a monopoly on these things. Alas eventually I decided the Rosicrucian Fraternity was to me just as confining as the church in regards to being an egotistical  organization. The " great rosicrucian scandal of 1990 " coincided with the year I left them and once again I never looked back although I did gain much of value when I was with them.

Come the computer BBS's and then the InterNet and I could endlessly study on my own! Plus the easy availablity of books like those of Dion Fortune and Gregg Braden greatly expanded my arcane knowledge a lot. Except nothing really happened to me. It was frustrating to never experience any results.

Very recently, accepting I am disabled but still able to attend club meetings at times, the thought occurred to me I could find a local place and group with a metaphysical slant. Something close by with meetings I could go to and "hob nob" with my fellow spiritual types. I discovered a woman not too far off giving classes and as an added attraction she could channel some Ascended Beings to answer questions by the students. Being a very private group I euphemistically called this "group therapy" so my friends wouldn't think I had joined some weird cult. I should not disclose what was said there but again it was a milestone to me in that I did not think I could ever receive such knowledge in my life time. Alas the implimentation of same will take me many life times to acheive.

At some point in time it is reasonable to expect a private one-on-one tutor so I could become an apprentice but that probably is not to be anytime soon. There is much personal cleansing to do and the developement of feelings before you can benefit from any of this. I do find it fascinating to realise there is so much out there that I never before saw or felt. But then again just having a dog as a friend opened my eyes to concepts of friendship and companionship I never experienced before in my life time and even simple things like that were a spiritual awakening to me.

[donq]

Hi Gruntal,

Great post. Thanks for sharing.

As for me, that sounds more than a spiritual awakening. You already have been home with yourself.

[donq]

Hi Alena,

You said you like Zen, so let me quote about it here:

Before I sought enlightenment, the mountains were mountains and the rivers were rivers.
While I sought enlightenment, the mountains were not mountains and the rivers were not rivers.
After I attained enlightenment, the mountains were mountains and the rivers were rivers.

As for me, my spiritual awakening was like what Paul Valery said,
"The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up."

Urh…Oh! Sorry! Ok, ok, I will focus only how I feel from now on.

Hmm…but I really don’t know how to tell you (or anyone) about this. Because it was very personal/subjective experience. Everyone might not feel the same thing/way as everyone is so unique.

Ok, I’ll try, anyway:

“I was watching a bird flying down and roosted on a branch. Then something startle him and he rapidly flew away. While I kept watching him, suddenly I felt something else inside ME. I was watching that bird and was absorbed in there, the outside. Then I came back to what was inside me. My attention wavered. From the inside to the outside, and then back to the inside again.”

Or let me put it the vipassana (mindfulness) way:

For whatever makes something stop in front of it,
there’s still something acting as the grasper there.
Whenever there’s no grasper, there’s no anything to be grasped either.
Or whenever there’s nothing to be graspsed,
There cannot be any grasper either.

Hahaha, I know, I know. It sounds very dizzy, right?
So, just don’t “grasp” it. :-)

Let me give a more easy version, then. I think because of something has been awakened inside me, I will never made mistake like the man and the woman in the following stories:

A middle-aged man, recently separated from his wife and living alone, grooms himself before commutes to work. He trims his moustache, dries his hair, and unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt so that the gold chains around his neck are visible. He views himself in the mirror and likes what he sees. He thinks his problem today is that he will be mistaken for a baseball player and will have to politely decline the requests for autographs.
He gets on the bus; it is quite crowded, and he has to stand. He finds himself in front of a strikingly attractive young college woman with soft skin and flowing blond hair. She is so alluring that he cannot take his eyes off of her. The entire trip he stares at her. Then she looks up and sees him staring at her. Their eyes lock. He doesn't know where it's going to lead, but he would ike to find out. He gives the girl his warmest, most inviting smile. The girl nods, smiles back at him, stands up, and offers him her seat. (From How to live the rest of your life by Kushner, H.)

A young woman was experiencing great stress. Her therapist prescribed tranquilizers for here and asked her to come back in a few weeks. When he next saw her, he asked if she noticed any difference in herself. “”No,” she said, “But I have observed that other people seem a lot more relaxed.”

[Ishtahota]

To me awakening is when I Feel this energy go up my spine and across the top of my head. Then I hear a snap in my head and I feel both halves of my brain come together. If there are any people in the same room as me, they get up and leave, because all of the hair stands up on them and start to feel intense rushes of energy. Getting information about people places or things becomes very different at that point. Instead of looking at someone and having to focus and study, you just focus your intent to know them and so it is. You do not think, study, or do things the way everyone else does, you just KNOW. At that point I do not learn information, it is more like remembering.
It sort of feels like being on LSD or Ecstasy, but you know that you are OK, and all of the blinders come off. On the drugs you forget all of the information that you gathered the next day. When you have a real awakening you keep all of the information. The spirits tell me that the drugs are a temporary shortcut, and that information was not earned. The mystics call this energy the Kundalini and the elders here call it the snake powers.
There are things that can block this energy as it comes up the body, hatred, resentments, fears, and traumas that some experience during their lives. The people that I know and work with have us do clearing work to remove these blocks and heal things up. Think of a dirty fuse that has to much current running threw it, we can blow our circuits and flip out. All people are different, some have much personal work to do and some have very little. From what I have seen, learning technic before doing the clearing work can do harm to some people.
I see a lot of people having spiritual awakenings that are in A.A. or N.A.. The twelve steps is the same work that the ancient mystics to do to become enlightened, it is just worded differently to suit the needs of the addicted.

[baangus]

Aug 6, 2014 13:32:46 GMT Ishtahota said:

...you just KNOW. At that point I do not learn information, it is more like remembering.

Yes!

[tribunalofmercy]

I like that too..."you just KNOW." (amazing. Being Awake...being pregnant...you just Know. lol)



I had an NDE when I was 3 years old; I don't Remember not being "aware", to some extent. But awareness without Direction, without Knowledge, is kinda chaotic.

When I was 22 I was picked up out of my body and set on a ledge so I could watch "God" hit me on the head with a ball of fire; that, was an Awakening. Big one. But still I did not stay on a Path.

When I was 29 I experienced the whole "Saturn-return" thing, and I got on a Path, but did not properly seek Direction, so I swear it was like field mice, stumbling around after a night in the grain bin. Chaotic.

Three years ago I realized, for the first time on a Conscious level, that MY happiness does Not depend on Anyone else, but Me. Catharis.


This past May I got invaded, knocked down, dragged out and set On The Path, being told 'This Is Your Life; Get Busy NOW.' Um, possibly even more dramatic than being hit on the head with fire....


It's all about the Journey, and the more we are Awake, the more awake we Are.



Love and Wisdom and Humor,

Mary Anne