
A seeker walking the delicate balance between opposites may one day find themselves at the threshold of the most profound realization imaginable. A moment beyond all description, where the entirety of existence collapses into a singularity of knowing. Not a knowing of the intellect, but of something far deeper—an understanding so complete that it dissolves all doubt, all separation, and all longing.
This is the moment of total arrival, the point at which all seeking ceases because there is nothing left to seek. The mind, body, and soul align in a way that makes all past experiences seem like faint whispers of truth. The illusion of boundaries vanishes, revealing the pristine reality that has always been present—an awakening not to something new, but to what has been hidden in plain sight.
Within this instant, fulfillment is no longer an aspiration but a living force vibrating through every cell. The distinction between subject and object crumbles, and what remains is a radiant presence, an unshakable unity. The notion of a separate self fades like mist before the rising sun, and what is left is a boundless openness, an expanse where nothing is missing.
Words fail. Concepts falter. Language collapses under the weight of such an occurrence. It is neither thought nor feeling, neither sensation nor perception. It is an unnameable state where the dance of duality finally rests. It would be as elusive as the silence between heartbeats if there were a word for it. A paradox that cannot be dissected, only lived.
Reaching this pinnacle does not come from effort alone or from waiting in passive expectation. It is not a reward for discipline or devotion, yet it is freely given to those who surrender all pretense of control. It arrives not as a thunderous event but as a gentle revelation, as if the universe exhales and everything becomes clear.
And in that clarity, tears may fall—not from sorrow, nor joy, but from the sheer intensity of realization. The great mirage of the self dissolves, leaving only the recognition that there was never anything to grasp, nothing to claim, nothing to own. Just a pure, unshakable knowing that transcends all dichotomies.
Some will wonder how long it takes to arrive at such a moment. But time is irrelevant here. The moment is neither ahead nor behind—it is always now, waiting to be seen. To those who ask, “How do I reach it?” the only answer is: Stop. Be still. Listen.
Morgan O. Smith
Yinnergy Meditation/Neurofeedback, Spiritual Life Coaching & My Book, Bodhi in the Brain…Available Now!
















