How Cleaning out my Basement led me to my Truth.
When I first learned to meditate, I was taught that I didn’t need a designated holy place to experience “the truth.” Since it exists everywhere equally—both inside and out—it can be experienced anywhere, regardless of time or place.
In the language of ancient Indian philosophy, the ultimate, unchanging light of consciousness, known as Shiva, permeates the ever-changing physical world. Shakti, the dynamic cosmic power, animates the physical world and conceals Shiva in her dance of illusion. When Shiva and Shakti join together, they reveal the truth.
My experience of the truth had always been an intuitive feeling, a feeling of oneness. But a few years after I learned to meditate, I was sitting in my bedroom one night and saw the room dissolve into light. “Wow!” I thought, “The light of consciousness!”—and not in a holy place either.
This moment helped me realize that oneness is real and the truth is everywhere. But I still preferred to seek this feeling in ashrams, temples, churches, and especially in nature.
Then the time came to deep clean my dusty, cluttered basement—the last place I expected to experience the light of consciousness.
ho • ly
Sacred, blessed, divine