when we slip across
this is in regard to death.
remember, we are not humans having a spiritual experience. we are each a Spirit, having a human experience.
raised as a Christian, my young mind raced around many questions, including the issue of Time, in regards to my grandparents "waiting for me" in heaven. it didn't make sense to me.
the more i thought on it --armed with some knowledge about space-time issues-- at somewhere around the age of 13 i came up with a view which makes many people pause.
the premise is simple: here, in this physical reality, we see time as a linear progression and we can't seem to get around it either by heartfelt meditation nor intellectual application. in all the hymns and stories, we are told that "when we've been there ten thousands years... we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun"... which is a very nice way to try to present eternity to 19th-century singers of hymns. and it was that stanza which gave me the impulse to try to put this into words.
here it is:
we know time is something we see as a line, not as a single "thing". if we could see all of time at once, so to speak, then time means nothing. therefore, although we see one person's spirit pass --one at a time-- from this human experience, it would be very different from the perspective of where they are "going".
imagine indeed there is no time in that place, "heaven", "with God", "merged with the universe", etc. in that case, "they" who are there never wait for the next person to die. there is no time, so from their standpoint, everyone came across at the same time. it is only from *here* that it seems to require time, that we have time to grieve or feel suffering (from attachment).
"over there", everyone is already there.
it is, in my view, the great cosmic joke that the Creator has pulled on each of us, a wonderful Ah! moment, the most sublime one, that as each of our spirits slips out of this apparent physical reality, we merge simultaneously with everything on "the other side". when we pass, there is no waiting for the judgment day, there is no waiting for our loved ones, nor for them to wait for us, we all arrive simultaneously, although we left separately.
here we are, spirits in a human physical experience, gliding or slogging through time, depending on the viewpoint, and one at a time, we leave. in the true nature of reality, there is no time, and everyone passes through this process in parallel, into being at one with the universe, with the creator, with everything, however you might term it.
in this paradox is the truth, and if you can hold it in your mind, it may change many things.
remember, we are not humans having a spiritual experience. we are each a Spirit, having a human experience.
raised as a Christian, my young mind raced around many questions, including the issue of Time, in regards to my grandparents "waiting for me" in heaven. it didn't make sense to me.
the more i thought on it --armed with some knowledge about space-time issues-- at somewhere around the age of 13 i came up with a view which makes many people pause.
the premise is simple: here, in this physical reality, we see time as a linear progression and we can't seem to get around it either by heartfelt meditation nor intellectual application. in all the hymns and stories, we are told that "when we've been there ten thousands years... we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun"... which is a very nice way to try to present eternity to 19th-century singers of hymns. and it was that stanza which gave me the impulse to try to put this into words.
here it is:
we know time is something we see as a line, not as a single "thing". if we could see all of time at once, so to speak, then time means nothing. therefore, although we see one person's spirit pass --one at a time-- from this human experience, it would be very different from the perspective of where they are "going".
imagine indeed there is no time in that place, "heaven", "with God", "merged with the universe", etc. in that case, "they" who are there never wait for the next person to die. there is no time, so from their standpoint, everyone came across at the same time. it is only from *here* that it seems to require time, that we have time to grieve or feel suffering (from attachment).
"over there", everyone is already there.
it is, in my view, the great cosmic joke that the Creator has pulled on each of us, a wonderful Ah! moment, the most sublime one, that as each of our spirits slips out of this apparent physical reality, we merge simultaneously with everything on "the other side". when we pass, there is no waiting for the judgment day, there is no waiting for our loved ones, nor for them to wait for us, we all arrive simultaneously, although we left separately.
here we are, spirits in a human physical experience, gliding or slogging through time, depending on the viewpoint, and one at a time, we leave. in the true nature of reality, there is no time, and everyone passes through this process in parallel, into being at one with the universe, with the creator, with everything, however you might term it.
in this paradox is the truth, and if you can hold it in your mind, it may change many things.
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