After meditation (zazen) yesterday, two of us stayed behind, tidying cushions and sipping left-over tea. Do you ever feel truly at ease, you know, a deep-down serenity? Yes. I’ve had moments during meditation, even while walking down the street, when I’ve felt as if everything is perfectly ok; as if there’ s no inside and outside, no “me” separate from the world.
And then what happens? The instant I sense it, my thinking mind kicks in and everyday stuff floods in … and awareness shifts instantly to that. A momentary taste of pure being … and just as you say, a shift in awareness. I’m beginning to believe that it doesn’t disappear, only gets obscured.
A while later I returned to an anthology on Sufism, the mystic branch of Islam, to read about the “intelligence of the heart from which all others spring” as the core concept of all religions and spiritual traditions …
… where transcendence meets immanence, where truth resonates, reachable only through the endless stages of self-testing and self-recognition like peeling the layers of an onion. As a popular saying of the Prophet describes the “from the divine to the human” concept: “I was a hidden treasure longing to be known ….”
source: Baker, R. (1999). Merton, Marco Pallis, and the Traditionalists. In: Merton & Sufism: the untold story. Louisville, KY: Fons Vitae, p. 202.