VISIONARY TEACHINGS by Gill Schwartz

MY BRAIN IS A CELL IN THE COSMIC BRAIN,
MY MIND IS A MOTE IN UNIVERSAL CONSCIOUSNESS

I gratefully do my offering and invocation and move into the silence of meditation. The focus of my consciousness settles deeper and deeper, away from outer circumstance and concerns, far beneath my usual sense of self. I'm taken into a vastly open and free visionary state.

Invisible beings -angelics or E.T.s, I can't tell which- gather all around me. I sense there are seven, but they are in such a state of resonance with each other, they seem to be a multitude. While four of them hold the energies of the cardinal directions around me -their limbs, or wings entwined- the others hover over me and begin their work. Without disturbing or causing me any discomfort, I feel them psychically undo the sutures at the top of my skull. A trough is opened, front to back. I sense the immense space it now accesses.

Gently and with coordinated precision, they connect many leads to the vital nexus points in my brain, junctions for all my mind's patterns. These leads are made of the same organic substance as my brain, flexible and translucent, and they meld into it with ease. It seems there are 40 or 50 such leads extending out from around my brain when they are finished.

It takes me some while to accustom myself to the resulting expansion of my psyche, open and radiantly aware far beyond any of my previous glimpses. There's awing, intriguing new potentials of knowing my whole life.
The helping entities stay with as witnesses to my odyssey and give me adequate time to explore and savor these marvelous perceptions. Along the way, they share insights through direct transference of thoughts and awarenesses, but do nothing to restrict my wandering quests throughout this Process.

They now take my focus to a more subtle level, a higher dimension of consciousness. From here I watch as the helpers meld the ends of my leads with the ends of leads extending out from other beings' brains, many human, others not.

As our psychic energies thus merge, I experience each of them as I experience myself, as they experience themselves, in the most personal, intimately familiar way. I know each from their inner most being. Although our individualities remain distinct -there is room in this realm for paradoxical being- in free flight, I can flow from one psyche to another with the simplest gesture of intention. With wonder, bafflement, sometimes terror or exstacy, each merging gives me a totaly different world view, another rich personal history through which to know every aspect of life . On that soul level, I experience each one's callings and afflictions, the gifts they bring, thoughts and feelings, their most personal memories and longings, their lessons waiting to be learned, karmic debts to be paid. Each one's whole universe becomes mine, becomes me. Not only the universe they know, but also the unique slice of reality they have access to, known and unknowable.

In joy and gratitude, I experience each of these souls -of the greatest imaginable variety- with as much ease and naturalness as I experience my own. And how much more wonderous my own becomes.
Although born an empath and psychic, I had always felt personally separate, isolated. I'd never imagined such bonding to another's inner being. I gasp with the fulfilling completeness of the experience. Tears of pleasurable release well up in this most complete companionship. A complete quenching of my Aloneness.

My consciousness thus opens and expands further with each such connection with another's. Through each mind-merging, in extending and receiving, linking us through these meldings, an incredible multidimensional grid-work forms. The helpers transmit the knowing to me that this grid-work is an aspect of the Wholelife Energy Bond.

After seeming millenniums of exploration in this realm -time continues to exist, but in a completely nonlinear way- the guides take me up to the next higher, subtler realm of being and perception, a third level of consciousness. Our grid-work matrix of linked brains, the WEB, on this exalted level of consciousness, manifests as the Cosmic Brain, of which each ordinary brain is but a single cell. Though my own psyche is like a speck somewhere across the galaxy of this Universal Mind, in awed wonderment, I experience Cosmic Consciousness as it sweeps through mine. In it, all that I know is infinitely truer and encompassingly realer than I could ever grasp while isolated in my self-created life and its narrow world of perception.

The universal synergy between us all, the resonating interrelationships, the Wholelife Energy Bond holds me spellbound. Life-transforming realizations, that before were mere glimpses, now are blatantly real to me. I'm enabled to witness, in depths of awareness beyond imagining, the enormous, imponderable meta-thoughts of this Cosmic Mind expressing Divine Consciousness and Intention. The Divine Light permeates the Cosmic Mind. It has purpose that far transcends my comprehension, yet includes and manifests through me.

The shear mass and momentum of these Thoughts are like land masses moving, separating and colliding to form rifts into which beautific oceans of knowing pour or buckling up to form mountain ranges that reach the highest realms of transcendence.

And each of us in this matrix, though no more than a mote in this vastness, plays some role in it all. The sense of inner healing and rightness tells me with vivid clarity, this is where I belong, where I am seen, recognized and welcomed. This Wholelife Energy Bond is my rightful Home.

My witnessing awareness, free of all concepts and definitions, is passionately overwhelmed with the Presence pouring throughout the Cosmic Consciousness. My whole being, through to my essence, is touched and filled with this Splendor. My deep understanding is open and in total communion with Essential Truth.

When I slowly come back to myself, to time, to the real world, I'm both elated and thoroughly drained. I lay back on my meditation mat and look around this room -the cracked and not too clean walls, the futon in the corner with the rumpled sheets, my simple altar and Mandala on the wall above it. I look out at the tarnished cross atop the church's age discolored roof outside the dusty window.

Still, I know, my brain is a cell in the Cosmic Brain. My being is a doorway to the Infinite.

Vision and reality. Reality and vision.

Copyright Nathaniel Schwartz 2003