I so want to wake up dreaming. In a world with no consequences. Where a pound of flesh isn't required for every moment of pleasure. Anything I do in this life seems to have its downside. I'm the official pointer-outer of downsides. I'd like to try a world of absolute upsides, but I just can't imagine it.
The psychic mentioned Sharon being able to do whatever she wants, whenever. Like I Dream of Jeannie or Bewitched. Just blink and you are on a beach. Blink again and you are in the 14th century on a pirate ship. Wriggle your nose and dinner is served. Wriggle it again and, voila! Dishes cleaned and put away. Instantaneous results just from conceiving of something.
The Tibetan Book of the Dead mentions a time like this in the bardo state, between death and reincarnation and outside of liberation. There is a type of no man's land where one's mind is all-powerful and can perform all sorts of miraculous feats. But one is cautioned to not be concerned with such things and to focus instead on merging with the oneness of the luminosity, which is the unseen, eternal everything which is our true nature. Umm, no, thanks. I just got here, and I find out I can do miracles? I'm gonna stick around and have some fun.
But I'm sure there would be consequences in that realm, too. So, listen to the Bodhisattva and nose to the grindstone, everyone. Say your prayers, meditate and focus, and no fun for you! Don't even wish for a nice life in a land of plenty, it will only screw up your dharma. Be austere and think of nothing, desire nothing, work the steps, follow the path and, maybe---maybe, someday you will shed all of your wicked karma and be free. Free to be the everything that is nothing, formless and forever. Or something to that effect.
I'm not ruling any of that out, just as I'm keeping Jesus in my back pocket for a spare, in case that turns out to be the way to go. Meanwhile if it's all earthworms and rot, I don't have too much invested in either path. Just keeping the roadmaps in my glove box.
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