Amid talk among friends at a dinner party in the delicious garden last night, someone asked the question: Is an « awakening » experience irreversible?
Everyone seemed to have something to say about it, whether a question, a comment, a challenge, an argument, a doubt. It all got a bit heady.
Having come to the discussion late (I was involved in another conversation), I listened to all sides. At one point, I gave the example of the delicious strawberries we had all just eaten for dessert.
The truth is that simple, despite all the chatter: Everything is irreversible. Nothing ever happens « again, » it’s all deliciously only now.
It seemed that I’ve been endlessly walking in this desert, the sun so hot, it’s nothing but a sad joke.
Finally I find a clear stream of heavenly water, I’m so filled my belly is aching and I’m numbed for a while.
Then I pick up my staff and head for the rest of the trip.
Indeed all is delicious in the now.