That Which is Beyond Consciousness

Again, I find myself drawn to or being made aware of that which I call the Metaconsciousness, that which is "beyond" consciousness, "beyond" oneness.

Because, it seems that by almost all definitions, I am awakened. I am quite lucid within this dreamscape that we think of as reality. I see a great deal (much of which I can't really articulate, nor do I feel any need to do so), and I sometimes have startling clarity when I look at things. "Discernment", some might say. "Clear seeing" others might say. But whatever it is, it's awake. (Which is not to say "enlightened", but I've already written about why I will never claim to be enlightened.)

And yet, I know there's more. I can feel it. I can perceive it. I know that there is something beyond "oneness", which is all very nice and good, but is not the be all and end all by any means. It's beyond the understanding of the perfection of all. I don't even know what it is, this Metaconsciousness, this beyond-consciousness, but I know it's there, and I know that it is something I have to realise if I'm ever going to break free.

Restlessness and frustration are not normally things people associate with spirituality, but in my case, these things spur me to keep going, to keep moving forward, although, of course, movement is only an illusion. In fact, it's a subtractive process, where you release or remove or give up or surrender more and more of your material delusions, attachments, beliefs, ideas, thoughts, etc., and the more you release, the more you realise who and what you really are.

And for now, I'm restless, uncomfortable, and a bit frustrated. That is a sure sign that it's time to start releasing. Oh, if only this process came with a clear step-by-step recipe and obvious markings as to what to release, how, and when...