The Toltecs say that there is a realm of pure affection which underlies this entire realm.
I don’t know if any of that is true or not. But I do feel this affection. I feel it like a vague (but strong and present) emanation from everything, about everything. It’s not directional. As in, I don’t sense any affection from anyone or anything for anyone or anything. But it is all pervading. Universal. Like being submerged in it. It’s like a cloud of ether I stuff which is the very fabric that all this reality is made from.
I can feel it consistently. I don’t know when it began. I can hardly choose to leave this perception. Not because I don’t know how. It’s because I don’t ever want to.
Fear is increasingly difficulty for me to imagine. I feel flimsy attempt at fear and laugh at how comical it is. I think of people who earlier scared the daylights out of me. And I feel giddy. I feel simple excitement. Not in relation to that person, bit in relation to myself and my experience. It is as if I am invincible in this pure affection. Somehow nothing bad can happen. Somehow, aggression and violence and lack is not possible in pure affection. It doesn’t need to be mutual. I have the ability to choose the affection; and when I am in love with a would -be attacker, thyey simply cannot coerce an agreement from me to attack me.
And maybe that’s it. There is that underlying free will choice which actually controls everything. Everything revolves around it. Physics, even. Magic takes place when the free will chooses to experience magic.
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