Last evening before dinner, I sat in a common area and spoke with a man attending his first retreat with Rupert Spira. During an abrupt transition in this retreatant’s life, he found a YouTube clip of Rupert teaching. He said, “I didn’t understand all of what Rupert spoke about that first time I listened to him, but I did recognize it as my mother tongue.”
Yes! Tears filled my eyes.
If you, like I, explored countless pathways and discovered that none of them have fulfilled what your heart yearns for, when you are introduced to this understanding something may flutter in–or batter–your chest: an apprehending, a knowing, an avowal even, that you have come home. This is the beginning of a lifelong integration.
© Amrita Skye Blaine, 2017
image credit: By Mokkie – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0
And yes, I know the knowing you speak of… an incredible gift.
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Haha–I just got the relevance of the photo when I realized the common name of that plant. Perfect!
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