Union Mystifies Me
After all this time I am still mystified about union. There are many clues that our experience is not unique, e.g. “shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh“, but the modern world-view has no room for a consciousness that transcends my individual body.
A big clue is that when either of us talk about the experience of union, the other says “yes, yes, yes.” The agreement that we have on its nature is uncanny; we are not two blind people feeling an elephant. This happens consistently, yet still confounds me. Pardon my struggles to accept my own experience. “Who you gonna believe, me or your own eyes?” Chico Marx, “Duck Soup”