Mystical Experience

Trying to explain the mystical experience to a person who hasn’t had it is a lot like trying to explain color to a person blind from birth, or the cube trying to explain three dimensions to the square in Edwin Abbott’s Flatland. Language is a pointing system, and when the objects one is pointing at are a) not present and b) available to perception only at times and under certain unusual conditions, it becomes noise to the person who hasn’t had the perception.

There’s also the issue of applying language, being fundamentally a mode or method of distinction, to a non-dual (or seemingly so) phenomena. How does one talk about the class of all classes in binary terms?

That said, I’ll take a potshot at a short description of why the mystical experience has made me a happier person.

I felt, as one would feel that one needs to burp or that one is about to laugh, that “I, myself” was fundamentally inseparable from the cosmos at large. Instead of subject/object division, self, but not in a solipsistic sense, in the sense that what I had previously considered myself to be was a minute cross-section of what “I” am.

The nature of the sensation was one most similar to my experiences of love, but significantly deeper and more simple. I got the distinct impression that the whole drama of life was exactly that, play, exuberance, gesture for it’s own sake, a celebration that existence is, and that it was in no way serious. Sincere, perhaps, but not serious.

I experienced no visual or auditory hallucinations during the experience.

So make of that what you will, but since that experience I’ve felt more at home in the world generally, and have been far more comfortable engaging with people, expressing myself, and not being offended or upset or put out by the expressions of others. I feel a sense of profound kinship will all human beings, regardless of their actions or lack thereof. I feel now that I see behind the veil of personality somewhat to the common experiences, sensation, emotions and thoughts we as people live with, and it has gotten me falling in love with humanity.

Not just humanity. I’m coming to see all form as ecstatic, instead of dead or non-living or boring or any other synonym for familiarity. I’m paying more attention to the space between things.

In the spirit of science, and old fashioned exploration, go and touch the mystical state yourself, if you’re curious. It’s an interesting thing to have happen to you if nothing else.

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