Blog Entry 37 * 6-10-22
I dropped everyone off today, and it’s the first time I’ve had some space and alone time in a while. The quiet feels different now—less like mere solitude and more like a pause in which something subtle can unfold. Lately, I’ve been finding it harder to connect with Krishna in meditation in the usual conversational way. It feels more like a merging now—a different kind of communication, deeper and less defined by words.
This morning, I experienced a strange sensation of being in a material body while simultaneously existing on the transcendental plane, or within that meditative space. It’s as if the boundaries between the inner and outer worlds momentarily dissolved, giving me a glimpse of a reality that’s normally just beyond perception. Maybe this shift in feeling is why the communication style is changing—becoming more internal, more unified, rather than external or verbal. There’s a quiet intimacy in this new way of connecting, subtle yet profoundly alive.
Over time, I’ve noticed that the way I connect with Krishna evolves. Sometimes I hear His voice, other times I receive images in my mind, and occasionally, a deep understanding just arises within me without any external cue. This current phase seems to be another level of that growth—a more subtle and merged form of communion that doesn’t rely on traditional structures of thought or speech. It’s humbling and slightly disorienting, yet I feel a steady pull toward it, as if the heart itself knows how to navigate this inner space.
Today has also been productive in the ordinary sense—I spent time working on phone lists and other tasks for the business. Even in these mundane activities, the sense of something spiritually alive within me continues to ripple outward. My morning meditation carried a feeling of being freshly, eternally fresh, as though stepping into the spiritual side of life while still functioning fully in the material world. That feeling seems to linger, subtle but undeniable, suggesting that this integration of the ordinary and the transcendental is becoming more natural, more accessible, day by day.
Even with this sense of flow, I can’t shake the feeling that something is quietly shifting beneath the surface. There’s a sense of anticipation, almost like the next stage of this inner journey is approaching—but exactly how it will manifest, I cannot yet know. For now, all I can do is be present with this evolving sense of connection, allowing it to guide me in ways both subtle and profound.