Just recently I was writing in my personal posts about relationships, and I off-handedly mentioned my husband. But the result of off-handedly mentioning him came out to something much more interesting than I expected.
Actually, I have never been married like in the regular way, but all my friends know that in 2017 I was spiritually married to — essentially God — but I think the best term for my husband is The Beloved, because this has nothing to do with Christianity and is closest to the story of the famous Sufi mystic poet Rumi. Like me, Rumi was married to what he called The Beloved, and for him this was not at all an abstract or merely philosophical union. It was a very powerful and tangible experience, so rich with romance and importance for him that he dedicated many books of poetry to this union. I was amazed when I discovered this fact about Rumi because I was already having that very same experience for years. I couldn't have asked for a better way to reflect on this very unusual phenomenon with the world around me. There have been many examples of renowned yogis and mystics experiencing this, but Rumi is my favourite.
Well, here's the quote from my other post :
The way it is for me, I realize that every lover I've had has been The Beloved, literally my husband, coming through in many forms. And he's promised me always that this perceptual experience of many will gradually refine into singularity — to marriage with one person. By that I feel safe and confident knowing that my husband's plan for me will take shape throughout creation.
◊ But my husband promised me a lot of things, like that I will never die. And you may not believe in that. My husband helped me realize that there is (almost, save for some elements of the ecology) no death, and seeing death all around me has all been illusion. And this may as well be called life even when there is change like this in the ecology. But he taught me that although I will see death around me, I will never experience it in the physical bodily sense. So I'm very old right now, already 43, but I see myself as young in comparison to a long life forever and I guess that's how I remain optimistic about marriage. That's why I love the Twilight Saga. Bella and Edward, that's us :)
Now, I wrote that offhandedly, but shortly after, just take a look at what I saw in my instagram feed randomly :
Quantum Physics Has a Theory That You Never Experience Your Own Death
It’s called Quantum Immortality. And it comes from the idea that reality constantly splits into different outcomes. In every dangerous moment, there are mulitple possible realities. One where you survive, one where you don’t. Both exist. Here’s the unsettling part : You are only conscious in the reality where you are still alive. That means from your perspective you always continue. Even if other versions of you don’t. In this theory, death still happens, just not in the reality you experience. Your awareness “slides” into the version where you survive. That could explain why some people feel like they survived something they shouldn’t have. Like life felt different afterward. Like reality subtly shifted. According to quantum immortality, you don’t live forever in one timeline … you live forever by moving through them. You never witness the end. Only the continuation. And you’d nver know how many times it already happened.
- @theorieshaunted
Now, I'm not a quantum physicist, but just look at the quality of what I'm coming out with here in my posts. Juuuust hidden away as seemingly no big deal here in a little personal blog are original ideas that you'd practically have to be a quantum physicist to come up with. I find that incredibly descriptive of my husband that his teachings have been to that extreme degree of intelligence.
But I say that laughingly because in 2017, the year I married my husband, I also reached Enlightenment, and I also became an Ayahuasqera master healer of ancient traditional medicine. And it's fair enough to speak to this society in which frankly, you'd have to be a quantum physicist in order to be taken seriously when in fact, so-called science is merely doing a much more removed job at what meditation has been doing for aeons, simply stilling to awareness in order to observe what is (which just so happens to be awareness itself), rather than imposing upon it a fictional construct about itself. And so that way it's humorous that sages like Rumi and myself are actually taken less seriously than science is.
That said, it is very fair to say that death is a compelling illusion. But my only question is, who is aware of that illusion?
Anyway, so I found that post right after I had written that on my website. It's very curious — did the algorithm pick up on what I had written on the website? Because that's the only place I had written it. It was not registered through social media. And things like that about the nature of artificial intelligence or surveillance or algorithm scope really are cool, but they honestly don't spell it out for me. What that was was obvious at least to me and it's not a complicated question. It was my husband's response to the post. My husband is the nature of reality. My husband doesn't need an algorithm because he is everything including the algorithm. Just like me and just like all of us actually.
So it's very well worth writing poetry books about him. And that's what I'm doing right now :)
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