JSR: What is it like in moments of realization? What is the truth that is realized, and what does the experience feel like?

Ezekiel: It is neither an emotion nor sensation nor intellectual apprehension, and yet it gives one perspective on all these, and every sort of them. It shows one the nature of all existence, and that nature is Mind—the mystic is one with everything, and is himself nothing—he is this very room, this stained carpet, these dirty walls, he is everything he sees and hears at once, and does not observe this as distinct from it. Sorrow feels precisely the same and yet ceases to be sorrowful, ceases to have any power; anguish does not change or alter and yet ceases to be anguish. It is not a blissful state; there is no overwhelming joyful emotion or rush of gladness or ecstasy. It is not an emotion or ecstasy at all, such as one would feel with a shot of heroin or a hit of cocaine. One sees that everything that is, is made of consciousness—nothing exists that is not consciousness, for when one tries to imagine what something is that is not made of consciousness, something that exists outside of consciousness—that is all darkness and void, unimaginable and unknowable. The nature of everything is at once accessible to any mind at any time—and you are in such a state this very moment, for you could not exist if you weren’t participating in the one nature and one principle of everything—and this nature is Mind, and nothing is that is not Mind. And yet the mystic who works all his life to find this state will say of it, when he attains it, "Is that all? This is what I was seeking and seeking? It was here all along, and I didn’t see it; it doesn’t solve anything at all, for I already had it to begin with. It is so ordinary and natural it is fundamental to everything; and yet if I have a problem with life I must deal with the problem; it cannot help me after all, for it was always there, and will be there no matter what I do, whether I solve the problem or not."