Yesterday’s blog had a reaction from Sue Blackwell in Edinburgh, who occasionally crops up in these blogs.
I have no idea idea why she had this reaction. Perhaps it was because I mentioned my ‘inherent nihilism’.
For whatever reason, this is what she wrote:
Your blog triggered a memory of something that occurred many years ago now, when I was in my late thirties. I was drying some cutlery at the time.
Possibly I was over-tired, overstressed, I don’t have any explanation for it.
It was a state of mind that is sometimes reached – so I understand – by taking mind-altering drugs, which I had not done.
I don’t have a belief in God or any sort of higher being although, in my earlier years, there was an urge to question the reason for our existence – which took me down many avenues of exploration.
Not so today nor for many, many years now.
But in that moment or moments – I have no recall of how long it lasted – it was as though thought had stopped and this other state of consciousness came into play. I was aware of overwhelming joy, love and an awareness of order in our existence.
This order was incredibly beautiful, and it was as though a curtain had been drawn back and I understood all things. It was an Aaah! Now I understand! moment.
I have no recall of what I understood or experienced, because thought was not there.
As thought returned, this other state receded until it was no more.
I didn’t tell anyone about what had occurred because, certainly for the next three weeks or so, I found it too overwhelming to speak about.
What a lot of old bollocks this sounds now, but there is no denying that it happened.
I was not depressed at the time and have no explanation for it.
Words could not capture what had happened, so there was no way of communicating it with anyone else.
When I eventually did talk about it with one or two people it moved me to tears each time.