TANTRIC-QUEST-Encounter-with-Absolute-Love

ness is the place of ritual union. Consciousness is the placeof samadhi. Consciousness is the Awakening. Consciousnessis the dwelling place of the gods. Consciousness istime. Consciousness is space. Consciousness is the jar, thevessel out of which flows the divine."What does the worshiper do? He cleans the temple.How? By asking all who have been sitting there forever toleave so he can sweep, throw fresh water drawn from theriver on the stones, scatter rose petals. Very quickly, theworshiper takes count of those sitting in his consciousnesswho refuse to leave the temple. Why? Because, like us,they are afraid. It is because of fear that the consciousnessremains cluttered. Not the little fears, easy to define, notthe fear of this or that, but the great fundamental fear, whichis the fragile terrain on which we construct all our dreams,and which, one day or another, paralyzes us and destroyswhat we have constructed with so much care."The day to act arrives. You purify yourself by bathing inthe sacred river. You feel alive and full of determination.You draw fresh water, take a broom, gather a basket ofrose petals, and enter the temple of the consciousness. Thatis meditation: to enter fresh, the mind alive and alert inthe temple of the consciousness. You see them, all seated,immobile, anchored in the ground, fossilized. They havebeen there for such a long time. They have loved you somuch, given you so much, spared you so much. Since youwere very young, their voices have guided you. Even now,at this moment, as they watch you enter, ready to clean,freshen, and scent, they talk to you and you listen: 'Listen,this is what we think of you. Since you were young, we'vebeen trying to keep you from danger, to warn you of life's43