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Oneness Experiences

I drive a big truck (18-wheeler) and it wasn't long before I recognized that driving is a direct metaphor for life. Eventually when I saw myself as the stream of traffic and not a separate individual in my truck, I discovered I could observe my thoughts. (read more...)

After some dwelling with your question I like to share an experience I had 33 years or so go. I was not in spirituality, just working as a teacher in a hospital to train nurses.

One day I was in front of the group of students. (We used to arrange the students in U form.) So I stood or sat there and the students were doing some task and it was quiet and I looked at every student beginning at my left hand side and with every single one of them a thought came up: a speciality of each of them, and with that a total seeing of their so to say ‘value’. No one was left out!

They all had their contribution to make in the group. I just never forgot it. So, it must have been an uplifting experience. A taste of what is real in us. A taste of accepting every person for what they are. A taste of togetherness.

When it came up I thought that it was not ‘big’ but after some time it came to mind that oneness is just that. These small everyday things where we see that every one is included, no one is left out.

I was driving the car and it happened just suddenly that there was no separation anymore. I did not understand what happened. I thought that this is God and so I spoke out loud "God, is it you?"

No answer came and so I asked, "If it's you, give me a sign" and so I saw. I could see from the beginning of time, of mankind, and also forward right into heaven. Everything is connected, there was no separation, it was all one. I continued to drive normally. I was in this state for about one day.

For me, oneness is the foundation of my life, the solid ground on which I stand. It is the essential substance of life, as well as the medium through which life is experienced. It is an ever-present opportunity to participate in the way life comes into existence. Oneness is not a grand ideal to be strived for but never reached. It is as simple as a breath of air and even more necessary. My life can be likened to the strands of a spider web, with oneness being the space between and around the threads, the space that gives shape and meaning to every fiber of my existence in relation to the greater web of which I am a part.(read more...)

I had a dramatic experience of Oneness the morning following surgery for a brain tumor. I've written an article about my experience, 'My Story, Our Story," that appeared in the ejournal "Itineraries" from SecondJourney.org (read more...)

Years ago I was living in a near impossible situation. Despite all my efforts, I could find no way to improve or change my life. I was sad, lonely, and feeling hopeless. Life held little meaning. During the night while my family slept, I would sit in the darkness and cry. One night my inner pain became unbearable. In total despair, I begged, “Where are you? God, where are you? Please, where are you?” As I closed my eyes I was filled with an intense energy. There, in my inner field of vision, appeared an Eye. A stillness and peace unlike anything I had ever felt before came over me. As I gazed directly into this Eye, I could hear the steady rhythm of each in breath and out breath of my own breathing. This Eye was a part of me and yet it was separate. I knew then with absolute certainty that there was a Presence deep inside me that was Real. I was not alone. I had never been alone. In those moments, I had been graced with a glimpse of Oneness.

I would like to share an experience I had years ago but I don't think I can write very much about it, and it would not necessarily be conveyed by the words, so I don't know if it can actually be shared. Basically I was sitting in a treatment room waiting for a massage client, and some inquiry spontaneously arose - I don't remember the question now but then what followed was the felt sense that everything had a heart, and in touching it, even the wall of the room it was as if I was touched by words from the heart, and I remember thinking it is like falling in love with the world and I was moved to tears.

In my 30's when I lived in England I took part in a workshop. One of the processes was to sit in front of an imaginary box. Into that box, piece by piece, we were led in putting all parts of ourselves: body, mind, spirit, senses, roles, reputations, hopes, fears, success, failure, relationships, possessions, and more. Then the final question: "Who is it now, who is watching that box?" In that moment I experienced myself as a many-particled swirl of light expanding outward infinitely. Also in that moment I totally understood forgiveness—that there was no one to forgive because I was everyone.