Behind the body in pain
Behind the swirling thoughts
As to where, why, and what
The future, the past, and survival
Beyond the bed and the paralysis
The body in pain
Beyond even that
I felt a presence
An inner spirit behind all that
Present to whatever was taking place
A sense of awe
Despite
And this spirit was not "out there"
No, it was within.
Since then I have acquired a new authority
Not in any material sense
Nor even that of power
Morality or hierarchy
Merely an inner authority
As if I wish to be present to that place
And in contact with that spirit
I had never known before.
The Godliness within you may call it
Divine immanence
"memale kol almin"
But I fell into the trap
Thinking that now these new spiritual credentials
Would allow me off the hook
Free now of the things of this world
Free of all addictions to work and love and objects out
there
But the evil one is there too
Waiting for moments of weakness as usual
Waiting to jump in at a moment's notice
To trip me up yet again.
So here after the fall
The post trauma fall
I am vaulted into reality once again
I have not changed essentially
The old ruminations and obsessions can return at anytime
The grandiosity and self-bloating
The feeling that the world revolves around me
The me-ness of it all
That which I felt as only superficial in that ICU bed
That which was in the front of
Not behind the feelings
Not the spirit within
Not the real Self
So back I go now
To the old and tried tools for recovery
The meditations and devotions
The ablutions and the prayer
The rituals that move
The immersions and baptisms
The song and connections to the brotherhood of fellows
The pilgrimage and confessions to the saints
No, I am not above this
Despite the fools errand of thought
Despite my new credentials
And near-death experience.
So humbling isn't it!
No free rides even now
After it all
No easy road to heaven
The toil and spiritual work begins anew
Like the New Year