I came across this Ken Wilber clip that rang a bell. He doesn’t get to the heart of the matter for over 2.5 minutes, but then he addresses how it actually feels to integrate both absolute and relative views into life experience.
It can HURT! And while Wilber takes this to the level of bodhisattvas and Christ, the increased sensitivity begins well before that.
For the past few weeks I’ve been repeatedly doubled up with belly grief and love beyond all reasonable proportion.
And, I never see it coming.
For example, as I clean up the breakfast dishes the radio announces: the first hard freeze arrives tonight. Take your plants inside because those left out won’t make it. In the morning the impatiens will be gone.
I look out my window, see my own impatiens, a bit yellowed but still in bloom, and I double over in sobs.
My god, tomorrow the flowers will be gone!
My god, Bralley get a grip!
Adyashanti told us once that there will come a point where, “What isn’t true will become so painful you have to drop it.” That’s another way to say it.
I’ve discovered that even when all evidence supports a belief, That person lies, That person cheats… the thought becomes intolerable, too painful to maintain. I am forced to let it go.
People are so much more than their history and behavior.
I seem to be repeatedly invited to drop beliefs and see more deeply.
And it’s not just the world around me. The beliefs I hold about myself, the way I block love and Infinity from flowing freely through my Life when not exploding in my belly, just kind of hang there, like damp towels caught on little hooks.
Dirty laundry doesn’t seem all that dangerous, but this sudden immolation has a pain that is really quite remarkable.
But, it seems to bother less. Intensity does pass. Such intensity seems only possible because of and due to Presence. And it feels “correct” to really feel.