“The absence of thought does not mean a vacuum of consciousness. There has to be a consciousness to know emptiness. Knowledge and ignorance are of the mind; They are born of duality. But being is beyond knowledge and ignorance. It is light itself.”

(Ramana Maharshi)

There are things that are not written, but dance like words, things that are not seen that dazzle the eyes, things that are not said, but embrace and love. There is music, which is not heard, that makes souls dance. Beyond the senses, it is felt, beyond being, it is. Beyond the personality of each one, there is One. Beyond understanding, a knowing that is not understood, and beyond wants, a love that transcends. A sea that engulfs everything. A silent voice. A timeless breath.

Something spilled within and rose to the wells of my eyes and my being conscious and overflowed creating an instant of continuous sea. A sensation beyond the senses came upon me, an awareness without thought, a serenity without space and time, that was so natural that it just was.

It lasted for a timeless moment. Upon departing from that instant of reality, I realized that the glances exchanged during a lifetime, the relationships one has had with others are part of that effort one makes to understand what it is all this about, this surround that frames us. And who is the observing self, hidden behind the eyes, captive in a particular body, with this personality that we each have, expressed each, in different sets of cultures, genders, temperaments, wonders and stubbornness. There are so many others passing by, so many stories of those who have passed, and so many dreams of those who will pass.

So, we go on, framing life and universe, energy latencies, rhythms of growth and death. Childhood, youth and old age surrounded by loved ones, and "others" and the vast and diverse fabric of nature. In addition, to all the content within one; thoughts, feelings, loves, fears, conclusions, confusions, arguments, beliefs and concepts. All which combined can give rise, on the one hand, to an iniquity that in an instant can destroy what is conceived in space or generate a greed and selfishness that undermines the beauty of life and, on the other, release a generosity and a sacrifice of love, capable of give one's life for others. An alternative to invincible universal love and irrepressible petty desires. A constant contradiction, and a wisdom that always leaves us and always comes back. Feeling that tidal wave within, I saw myself in everyone and everyone in me. I myself tried to reach them, but again I got lost. And I laughed, in deep tears, I realized that I was trying to sing songs that I didn't know yet, imagining nonexistent spaces in my mind. A desperate mind generating endless thoughts per second, seeking a sudden explosion of consciousness, launching cries for help, searching for perpetual serenity. Sighs of soul.

Circuits of engorged neurons that stored readings on science, cosmology, philosophy, mysticism and history started to merge and synthesize. I concluded that, at this moment of civilization, we have developed levels of information and instruments for observation, verification and data processing, to enable us to achieve a rational integration of the macro universe with the micro universe, and to realize the systemic nature and interconnectedness of all existence.

It seems that although the rational mind cannot attain the essence of existence, that is to understand what is beyond understanding and belongs to the realm of experience. But at least the rational energy of true science, could, in conjunction with other elements of human nature, such as inspiration, intuition and love, at least incorporate into our perception of being, the concept of oneness in our worldview.

But instead of achieving this integration, we have combined the rational model with selfishness, greed and hunger for power, creating a consumer society and forgetting compassion, love and oneness, tenderness and love. We have forgotten that these qualities are an essential part of our humanity, just like the rational mind, and instead of integrating them into our equation of being, we seem to be separating ourselves more and more from them. Our prevailing worldview is based on a fundamentalist and reductionist scientific materialism, which prevents us from seeing inside ourselves. This has led us to have a fragmented vision of existence, and to adopt an “everyone for himself philosophy” in our relationship with others and with our environment. Generating an indifference to what we do not consider part of our ego, family, or social or national group, instead of delving into the perception that we are all part of this one miraculous existence.

The whole range of the universe that surrounds us, through an incredible dance, culminated in the human form, with neural networks capable of giving space to the mind, enabling the expression of full consciousness. The human capacity to realize its own self arose through the evolutionary process of the universe, from the stars, where the elements that make life possible were made; oxygen, carbon, nitrogen, until the emergence of planets, the appearance of proteins, cells, multicellular organisms and us.

The human mind is the container assembled by life so that consciousness can focus fully on its own discovery and realize existence. But the packaging became an obstacle to attaining the full vision of consciousness. And life, which until then had been an evolutionary adventure, to assemble the complexity of the container to bring consciousness to the point of knowing existence, had to undertake another adventure; to disassemble the container, as a scaffolding of consciousness, and let it spill out in order to realize its unlimited existence.

Moments of revelation are not based on thoughts or logical processes, they are experiential. And they cannot be described with the mind because they are beyond thinking, beyond language. Experience is true knowledge. Language is a code to convey experience to others. The experience of a moment of revelation cannot be encoded in language. Perhaps with a hug, or with a look at another, who at that moment is sensitive and is having a parallel experience.

Even the transmission of experiences gained through sensory perception cannot be communicated through language if the other person has not had the same experience. You can't explain a headache to someone who has never had one.

And even then, there is always diversity, because not everyone perceives things in the same way. Therefore, communication through the language code does not necessarily communicate the same experience between two or more people who have it. We could only say that there is an approximation. "It's a beautiful day," one person can communicate with another. And the other person, feeling the beauty of the day, nods. But what each one is experiencing is different. It may look alike, but it's never exactly the same. Each experience is unique to the particular point of view that perceives it. What results, then, is a consensus of the experience that one or more people are having. This consensus is the sum of the individual perceptions of each. But, what each one sees or feels, is what each one sees or feels, it is unique.

When the quality and attention provided by the five senses of each one is combined with the differentiated internal sensitivity that each person has, this results in a complex perception system that integrates the context of what is being perceived, in an absolutely unique way. Although it is possible to agree, in the aforementioned consensus, it is never identical for each of the points of view.

Therefore, different personalities with different abilities, cultures, ways of seeing what they see, different physiological and social conditions, have different ways of feeling within themselves what they are and what they perceive. Each one interprets and describes life, from their different points of view, and fragmenting the continuum into a sort of real estate of personality and ego, into thoughts and desires that reflect their packaging, from different angles, but do not give way to the flow of consciousness revealing the unitary nature of existence.

The packaging, the scaffolding of the mind filters the experience. Only when the container of the mind wears out, to the point that its content of consciousness is poured out, can we realize that we are, without predicate, one existence. This is the concept of realization mentioned by the masters of spirituality.

We all, at some point in life, experience an "aha" moment of revelation, an instantaneous vision where one is lost in existence. Now that I am at the departure gate from this hall of mirrors, tired of bouncing the same image from different perspectives, from time to time, I feel that there is a place deep inside from where Being can be perceived.

This Being who is beyond, and simultaneously, in and between, all nobility and iniquity. Far beyond theories of the mind, desires of the body and emotions of the heart. Yet, intimately woven into them. Which underlies the grossest and the most sublime, which is absolutely independent of form and thought, but manifests itself through these. That sings in musical spaces, and speaks in poetry and rhyme, but is silent all the time.

It is a mystery and clarity at the same time, that embraces hearts and souls in an indescribable feeling, beyond impressions and emotions, and subscribes to every action, every rest. Formless in an invisible garment of always beauty, in an ever absent-presence, holds each drop that falls and arises, every non-existent time that ticks. Its fragrance permeates everything. Sometimes you can feel its echo unintentionally, at the most inappropriate and unexpected moment, like a strange and delicate explosion inside your chest. Hold on to it, surrender to it.

I pray to that scattered sea dreaming itself as a lost drop, to drown me in its inconceivable immensity. That I can find myself in others and find the current that takes us to that continuum where only One is!