Far from Solid

When I dropped all notions of who I am, what life is, everything I have ever learned…

I looked in the mirror and saw a beautiful naked body.

She smiled at me and she said, my love - you are so beautiful.

She reached her hand through the reflective surface so seamlessly, as if it was liquid - it’s solidity only an illusion I agreed to my entire life. It was never really true… her golden hands came right through.

And in the moment we touched my body melted away and turned to liquid too. My consciousness flowing like a river into the other side of the mirror.

I looked back and saw nobody, I looked down and saw nobody. No hands, no legs,

No body.

Just empty space.

But how can that be? I’m still here. Still perceiving. Formless, infinite, liquid awareness.

Who was she, that mysterious woman?

What was she trying to tell me?

 Who am I? Mysterious awareness, with no body to call home? Just a drop in the ocean, a single flame dancing in the darkness. I am far from solid.

I am far from solid.