I recently asked someone who has practiced the teachings of a traditional spiritual path for many years, what he learned from the path he followed. He said, “The one thing I learned that I didn’t know before was, turning towards God, facing God.” When I asked him how he does it, he said he didn’t know, that he just does it. I reflected on this in relation to my own experience and realized that indeed he cannot tell me how he does it, because facing God is not a “doing” thing, it’s a matter of “being.” What he calls “facing God” may be similar to what I call, “radiant presence.”
Many years ago I was on vacation on a tropical island. My friends and I were driving to a remote bay at one end of the island. We drove through miles of verdant tropical forests, and the expanse of the dense growth of trees seemed endless with no beach in sight. Then suddenly there was a roaring sound and as we crested the hill on the road, a magnificent vista beheld my gaze; there it was, the pounding surf, the aqua colored water washing up on the white sand. My breath was suspended, my mind went quiet. I still remember that feeling of radiance that flashed before me and through me; a feeling of communion, of pulsing beauty that leaves one speechless. We visited the same beach several times after that. Although each time it was a beautiful sight when we approached the beach from the crest of the hill, the majesty of that first ecstatic encounter of the ocean was not there. In the first experience, I had no expectations, I was totally open with a freshness to what was there. My mind was stopped by the sheer beauty and radiant presence of the ocean. My mind could not engage in describing what I saw or its usual commentary. I was in the presence of the holy of holies.
In the Christian tradition we are taught that God made Man in his own image. In the mystical traditions of the East, we learn that Consciousness descended into form and all existence is an expression of that one Consciousness. So to experience God we don’t have to wait until we die or do X amount of mantras and meditation retreats. We simply have to be aware of the essence of what is behind all of experience in both the form and formless states.
There is a very ancient book on Yoga called the Vijnanabhairava or Divine Consciousness which consists of one hundred and twelve yoga aphorisms which delineate how to experience the divine in the midst of daily life. These can be as simple as enjoying the ecstasy of eating one of your favorite foods. The one English translation that I know of, is cumbersome and assumes previous study of introductory philosophies. I will occasionally do some posts based on some of these aphorisms. The practice of these yogas of everyday experience is to be in the presence of God or as I like to phrase it: To be in the face of radiance. Every experience offers the opportunity to face God, for behind every experience is the radiance of the divine. It is a matter of how we perceive life.
And that Aha! that you get when you see an artwork that really hits you is, ‘I am that.’ I am the very radiance of energy that is talking to me through this painting.—Joseph Campbell
These words are the essence of the yoga aphorisms of that ancient scripture. Indeed we can turn towards God and experience divinity in the midst of our normal life without having to retreat to a monastery, perform rituals or go on pilgrimage. Our worship then becomes the trappings of our normal existence; of the daily routines of our lives, our physical and emotional pains, the ups and downs of our creature-hood.




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The raidence of which you speak to me is the awareness of source within us and our ultimate connection with all.
Well said Mark, “…The awareness of source within us and our ultimate connection with all.”
The awareness of our connection is what matters, we are so caught up in finding our connection, that we miss being present to it.
Radiant, peaceful cheers to you Mark.
About 13 human years ago, I recall being on a physical train passing through parts of Spain on route to southern Portugal. I passed within miles and miles of sunflowers as far as my eyes could see. They were all turned toward the sun, to absorb the raidant light. I felt such an incredible sense of warmth, harmony and love amidst those fields. This redefined my understanding of Fields of Gold. It still reminds me of an uplifting song by Sting by the same title. Although those fields may refer to wheat or other golden grass, my mind immediately goes back to the power I felt within those fields and how nature compels us all to reconnect with those things we temporarily forget to see.
Hello Liara,
I love your story, I can just imagine the beauty of the Fields of Gold and how magical an experience that was for you. It sure would give a different meaning to Sting’s song. Thanks for sharing it!
Warm, loving, peaceful cheers!
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