A Spark

 


When the grayness of the day eats away imperiously at our being, and with grim Schopenhauerian acquiescence we take on one blow after another from ourselves, somewhere in the spaces a fissure opens from which a spark emerges. This small prey, a pearl in the crown of existence that can awaken you from a crippling slumber, a frown.

And once it reaches you with its indestructible light you look into the mirror of Wonderland and see yourself on the other side. “There reach where sight does not reach, break what reason will not break”....

Today's post is based on a glimpse. A single moment that I tried with poor success to keep with me only to find out that the attempts are doomed to failure. But is it for sure?

So what is this glimpse, this SPARK? It is an indescribable experience. A breathtaking awareness of the magnificence of existence. The essence of Being. It's the moment when suddenly the traffic around you dies down and something makes you in the middle of another reality. When you overcome yourself, your disbelief and doubt. And if anyone thinks that behold, a miracle has occurred and I have stepped back on the path of faith, I hasten to lead you astray. Nothing of the sort happened.

In an instant I felt oneness with the universe. I felt that, being an integral and inseparable part of it, I could and perhaps should steer toward what perhaps today seems impossible from a rational point of view. There is something else beyond rational existence. Consciousness. Spirit. A spark. I don't know and frankly don't care about the names. “What we call a rose by another name would smell no less”.

Ethereally fleeting moment please last.


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