Kundalini Splendor

Lately, I have been thinking about how essential the subjective level is in any attempt to define "reality."  Aesthetic responses are definitely subjective--the do exist, and any attempt to define a work of art by the ingredients used to paint it, or its place in the history of art, or what kind of brush strokes were employed––is doomed to failure.  The entire world of literature, music, visual art, dreams, peak moments and such rests on individual perception and felt response.  These responses cannot be measured or weighed. Yet they comprise our daily lives, how we navigate and interpret the world, what our lives mean to us.
Science has mainly ignored the subjective world and claimed that only that which has physical presence is "real."  I think this is the great error of science.  The "real" as it defines it is not real at all.  The "real" includes all our personal feeling responses to outer stimuli.  These feelings define the "world we live in."  To claim other is to deny the validity of the human experience.

I have even been writing some preliminary thoughts on this topic, and may even try to incorporate them into a book on the topic.  Here are some my initial reflections:

Kundalini and the Transcendent

In recent years, books have appeared with titles like “A Theory of Everything” or “All There is to Know About Everything That is.”
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Such books are useful offerings, perhaps giving us new insights into unfamiliar ways of approaching the great mystery we call “reality.”

But somehow none of these incorporates the level of feeling itself as a (indeed, the) major component in reality itself.  It is indeed impossible for any of us to know the “whole” of that vast entity we think of as the familiar universe.  True, we can measure the distance of the stars, travel into outer, outer space, and reduce the molecules into atoms and even more minute bits of matter—which then turn out to be non matter or space or energy or perhaps light itself.

But these are all objective endeavors.  Yes, the experimenter can control the outcome of the experiment.  Yet, in truth, we ourselves are the experiment, our limits defined not only by what we think but how we experience the whole enterprise.

Yeats said, “Man (sic) can embody truth but never know it.”  Embodied truth is that which is felt, realized through moments of union of divine origin, an actual somatic sometimes erotic plunging into those invisible realms where ultimate reality (the ongoing Mystery) exists.

We cannot know or adequate define God/Goddess, but we can feel her in our bodies.  We can connect on an undeniable level with that great power/energy that surges through the cosmos, brings into being all that is, and lifts us into states of blissful connection that are, inevitably, beyond words, yet proof that we ourselves are not defined by the material components that make up our bodies and surroundings, but rather we are infinitesimal particles in the unfathomable forces that comprise the “everything” that is.  It is our own subjective experiences that tell us that we inhabit a “cosmic love field” that is invisible and often undetected, yet is the ultimate reality that can be known once we are in proper alignment.

Thus, this is a book about and some reflections on feeling—in particular, the inner sensations of delight and joy that arise through the awakening of the of Kundalini energies within the “self”.

The ancient ones knew that it is through Kundalini that the energies are aroused and then rise to join the very crown in ecstatic delight.  For the crown then opens, like a thousand petaled lotus, to receive the infusions of divine love that come pouring in, and thus join human and the invisible Other in holy union.

This state is that which the alchemists of all ages have sought to achieve.  It is the divinization of matter that many have described.

It is Shiva/Shakti in ecstatic union.  It is Adam Kadmon of the Caballa.  It is the light body of contemporary literature, the Merkaba rider’s goal of earlier eras.  It is Teilhard’s Omega point, where god and human merge.  It is the Shaman’s voyage to the world beyond time.

It is a taste of Enlightenment itself, the state that many have yearned for and sacrificed much to attain.

Though such transcendent moments are often temporary, they offer to us glimpses of a condition beyond the mundane, and reveal realms that exist beyond the human ordinary.  These are the times of arrival, the coming home, the knowing of who you really are.

This book is the result of on ongoing effort to reclaim the centrality of the subjective, to describe as far as possible, the feeling level of transcendent experience, and thus to validate what it is possible to “know” not only by weights and measures but by immersion into the Love Field which surrounds us and is our authentic home.