Whenever I am tempted to share some of the beautiful spiritual experiences I have had or sometimes about the wonderful, inspiring people I have met (the rare kind of people who never show off and never advertise how they change the lives of others and make it better, you know what I mean), I think to myself, "No matter what I say, people won't change. Perhaps I wont change either.But if my experiences from life could be written down, wont it make a difference to me when I am feeling low? Or maybe, help me in my 'experiments with Truth' or be of some value to another seeker who is treading a difficult path.
A selfish thought occurs. Maybe decades after I am gone, my son and his children can read it and feel me speaking to them, sharing my little learnings with them. It may not be the guiding light in their life but it will still be a positive connection, a bond from the beyond.
But another doubt remains, "Will they believe my spiritual experiences unless they have experienced it themselves?Will they connect to some of the wonderful souls I have met when they didn't meet such people themselves?"
So, while these thoughts are swirling about in my mind, I read these lines in a finely written, brilliant book called "The Bastard of Istanbul" which echoed my dilemma itself:
"When you didn't tell anyone the extraordinary, everyone assumed the normal."
What do you say?What are your thoughts on this? I'd love to know.
A selfish thought occurs. Maybe decades after I am gone, my son and his children can read it and feel me speaking to them, sharing my little learnings with them. It may not be the guiding light in their life but it will still be a positive connection, a bond from the beyond.
But another doubt remains, "Will they believe my spiritual experiences unless they have experienced it themselves?Will they connect to some of the wonderful souls I have met when they didn't meet such people themselves?"
So, while these thoughts are swirling about in my mind, I read these lines in a finely written, brilliant book called "The Bastard of Istanbul" which echoed my dilemma itself:
"When you didn't tell anyone the extraordinary, everyone assumed the normal."
What do you say?What are your thoughts on this? I'd love to know.
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