I once head a dream where the universe ended and was then reborn. There were other people with me, and they told me that I was personally responsible for carrying out the rebirth of the new universe. My consciousness and the universal consciousness were the same, that is, while I experienced ego death the universe experienced ego death, and now as I was experiencing rebirth the universe was also being reborn. I basically had meditate. While I meditated the universe unraveled, the more concentrated my meditation the faster it happened. At the very end of it, when I had finished my task, I felt that I had reached enlightenment--Nirvana. By having seen and carried out the reconstruction of everything I now understood it and thus was no longer a part of it. I had escaped suffering. It was like this life, Samsara, was a dream, a dream that I had rebuilt and while others were living in it unaware, I was lucid. I felt an enormous sense of relief, of bliss...Then I woke up. Everything was the same, just another day. The world hadn't ended, I had not reached Nirvana, it was only a dream.
The reason I tell you this is because it taught me an important lesson. While it may seem like we have reached some profound understanding in the dream state, notice how upon waking the content of the realization is curiously absent from our memory. The experience of enlightenment, the understanding of everything, is now suddenly missing. Also notice the feeling of self importance. I felt that I alone was responsible for carrying out the rebirth of the entire universe. Why me? There's nothing particularly special about me. This was just ego, conceit, delusion. The feeling that you have a special purpose in the world is still part of the delusion of self and is therefore no closer to ego death. This is just my opinion though..
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