This breath is a rehearsal for the last breath, which becomes the first breath again, because there is only one never-ending breath. The never-ending breath of pure Being appears to be breathless, because we experience rhythm and duration rather than eternity.
If the mantra does not settle into this continuum of Shabda, the stream of divine sound that creates the cosmos, then it is not a living mantra; it is just a word of no value repeated in the head.
Yet in the science of mantra, this merging with the Logos is only the first level of samadhi. The sound-stream itself then merges into pure Light. The mantra becomes a silent radiance, the Sun of God, who is self-luminous bliss, and joy without reason, shining out of the absolute ground of Being.
Finally, the process of meditation gracefully comes to rest in the deepest samadhi of all, where the rays of creation repose in the womb of light. This womb may be likened to nothingness, but surely, it bears All, the virgin Beauty prior to manifestation.
Drowned in the abyss of this Beauty, the meditator, the meditation, and the cosmos all disappear. What remains is only the splendor of Divine Darkness. Ineffable Unknowing thunders through the heart of silence, even before the birth of God.
Don't worry. A few minutes of this effortless meditation refreshes every particle of your body. When you open the eye of the heart again, it is the first day of the sparkling world.
Logos, Light, and the Science of Mantra
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