I want to talk about something for which there is unfortunately only a picture in my mind's eye.
While going to sleep, whether before or after that murky demarcation, I do not know, I saw a beautiful woman on the other side of a window, something like a friend's living room window to be exact.
The woman was smiling. I acknowledged her, and then I realized I actually loved her very much, and drew my fascination directly at/toward her.
She was me!
She smiled at me, and with an explosion of recognition of my self, I awoke sharply, heavily breathing, eyes straight toward the wall, wanting so very much more than anything else to see her again, to know her more, to learn more from her.
Who is she/me?
That is all I want to know anymore, and this dream/vision gave me my clearest information to date of the essential question, who am I?
Also, the peace of knowing a bit of the answer, even of a partial detail, cannot be overstated. Being in the mere memory of it has brought me bliss, contentment, and completion all morning, bliss for which there are not words, and so I bring forward the idea of svastha both to you and to me: the importance of being “situated in the Self”. Smrtr labdhaa. Memory regained.
Know thyself. It is all you really have to do.
Renay Oshop - teacher, searcher, researcher, immerser, rejoicer, enjoying the interstices between Twitter, Facebook, and journals.