The best I could do of bringing a revelation into words.
The Return Ticket
So on I go, being the marvelously inspired and service oriented being that I have somehow been molded into by my practices of meditation and allowance. I am now a member of the Agape International Spiritual Center’s Choir, an Usher and a Media and Arts Ministry Assistant Angel (a.k.a. Mama’s Angel) and my life is filled with gracious moments and ever increasing developments in faith and conviction. The particular experience that makes a huge difference in the level of understanding of the nature of my being is the day I join the Agape International Choir.
I have been doing a regular practice of journaling, dream interpretation work, breath work, meditation, Qi gong, Self Study in the form of much reading, programs, clearing and various other spiritual practices and it seems that on this day the culmination of these choices has condensed into a somewhat tangible experience.
I am in a constant state of euphoria and as I go home I lie on the bed with a smile on my face and buzz in a joy that is not attached to anything physical but nonetheless is being experienced.
I go into a trance like state and I feel as though I am the Sun. Feeling the rotating vibration just as that blazing ball on which many a morning has been spent gazing, I am complete. I have everything have no need or lack in this state.
The point of origin is indistinguishable, and there is no end to the outpouring of this energy that I am. Furthermore, there is no thought at all, but a feeling of absolute fulfillment and bliss. What an experience!
I realize that all that has caused me to return is the attachment to the characters in my experience, because I know in this moment that I have a choice as to whether I return to this existential experience or remain in the land I now call fulfillment/bliss.

I stay here for a minute and then all of a sudden, I think of my mother and have a concern, about her and instantly I return to the body. I feel great to have experienced this, but strange, in that I have returned to this experience which just an instant ago had no bearing on my happiness and no binding force on me warranting my concern.
An Excerpt from The Life of God as “me”
written by Gabriel Quincy Collymore
website: http://www.kinggabriel.com
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