God's Many Faces
I step out of my apartment on a chilly fall morning, and struck by the very reality of the world, I am thrilled by a curiously profound and buoyant sense of awe. Suddenly I hear the Nisargadatta's voice echoing through time, "Refuse this dream the stamp of reality!" But I can no longer heed this call because today life is no longer just a dream, not a bubble to burst, but dramatically, mind-blowingly real, and in its precious is ness, everything radiates significance. My soul flutters with delight watching god interact with itself everywhere I look. Everything a piece of god that contains all of god! Then, I hear Ram Das's voice whisper, "Everything is god in drag!" W hile it's a lovely statement, it doesn't fully ring true anymore because now I see that god doesn't wear any masks, and the world is not just an appearance. This world of form no longer conceals god, but reveals him/her/it everywhere, all of this is the revelation of god, it IS...