03-17-2021, 11:56 AM
(03-16-2021, 02:49 PM)Patrick Wrote: Right, of course there are no words. It's just that here I'm not saying it is happy, where unhappy must also exist for happy to have any meaning. It would seem that joy is something else.
Ra 34.6 Wrote:...there will be additional catalyst provided to offer the unmanifested self further opportunities for discovering the self as all-sufficient Creator containing all that there is and full of joy.
Ra 80.22 Wrote:...The contact with intelligent infinity is most likely to produce an unspeakable joy in the entity experiencing such contact...
I don't know really. I just have this notion that the basic condition experienced by the One Infinite Creator even before contrast is JOY. The contrast only serves to increase the appreciation of this joy. I have no words for this. It's just a knowing without knowing. A seeming paradox.
I can understand this concept in the following way: Recall being ill with any disease be it a cold, a flu, cancer, or any illness. Now recall when that illness went away, and now you are back to being your "authentic" self with no "illness" distortions pressing on you. You don't necessarily feel anything now in comparison to being sick, except the true, unencumbered you. You are in your natural state, that of being well and your mind and body working as it should be. There is a release, a reopening of all possibilities, while in comparison, when ill, those possibilities are narrowed down to dealing with the illness.
This is how I see the joy Ra speaks of. It is the return to an unencumbered state, where all possibilities are present. The wave state, as opposed to the particle state. I don't think it is necessarily "joy" for an individual or the source of thei creation, as much as it is being in an authentic, unencumbered state of being. The word "joy" I think trips us up because we as humans have assigned human meaning to it.
Another example that comes to mind is when one is out in nature. Imagine being in a meadow. The sun is shining softly and the temperature is perfect. There is a slight breeze that blows across your face and body like a warm caress. Butterflies and dragonflies are flitting by, the sun glinting off their wings. Birds are singing in the branches of trees, whose leaves are rustling delicately, sending dancing dapples of sunlight to the ground. You notice a spotted fawn and its mother nearby, contentedly grazing on the local fauna. You are one with this scene, not needing anything at all beyond being bathed in the beauty of it, the utter stillness and rightness of the confluence of elements that mysteriously blends into such a wordless sense of plenty, of needing nothing, of pure contentment in the moment, so unspeakably full of everything that needs no naming. This, is an example of the joy I imagine, which is the natural state of oneness with everything. Where there is a challenge, because I think we all have experienced what I have described here, is the feeling of oneness with even the darkness. But understanding or apprehending the feeling of oneness with part of reality is a step toward being one with it all.