I realized, while on my bike one day, that I have been doing one thing only in my life. Looking for God. Consciousness. Tat. ParamAtman. Mother Goddess. Or the name each of us give That when thinking of the Eternal, Unchanging Self.
All my life I experienced the separation from the Source, from my Home, longing to reunite.
And now here on my bike, almost 40 years of age and a mother of two, I could see that Consciousness is all around me for He Is the sky I am under, the road I am riding on, the thoughts, feelings, sensations I have, from starting point to destiny, the journey Itself.… He is always here even though I thought He was not. The nearest place to find Him is in me. He never even left. He is everywhere for He is the Universe I experience.
When did you last feel carried by Mother Goddess, like she was holding you in the palm of Her hand?