As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book |
Evolution of Love Part 2 |
Words fall short. It is touch without being touched, something is there that is neither touch nor emotion. It is what you might call the joy of being nothing. In this intensity, the presence is so… present, that I cannot be anywhere else. I cannot get caught up in my thoughts, or by what I see, what I feel or what I do. It is as if the ego cannot reconstruct itself anymore. It is like a fourth state which is so strong, so alive that it prevents me from returning to one of the three usual states – waking, dreaming or deep sleep. There’s no functioning in a personal way like before. At the same time, this presence feels like a sensation that could be likened, at a stretch, to touch. Touch, as in a finger poised at the level of the heart. It emanates from the heart and encompasses everything. Everything that appears, from one minute to the next, appears within this thing. This profound feeling that I am there without being there. Something continues to see, to function, but I can no longer be tricked or trapped in my old psyche. Things perceived no longer have any power. They are there in the background. Even if Yolande’s way of doing things does not seem to have changed, inside, this thing is there in the foreground, each and every minute there in the foreground. In 2003, and as a result of a spontaneous awakening, Yolande quits her career and her lifestyle to devote herself to the observation of the silence/presence she speaks of. She currently shares her experience and her point of view in gatherings and retreats all over the world: "The whole problem arises from the belief that we are this person. Silence is our true source and is natural in every one of us" |