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Rated: 13+ · Book · Experience · #2171316
As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book
Evolution of Love Part 2
December 12, 2018 at 3:09am
December 12, 2018 at 3:09am
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'I AM ASTOUNDED BY AN INTENSITY THAT FILLS ME WITH JOY'

Author: So, this sensation you speak of does not have anything to do with what we call sensations: body sensation. Does physical sensation mean anything to you anymore?

Yolande: Yes, provided we specify that it belongs to the three worlds, the three states: the waking state, dreaming state and sleeping state. But this ‘thing’ that sees and senses is beyond all senses, beyond all states. It is what allowed me to discover the intensity, the sensation which, for me, is beyond the senses.

Coming back to what we could call the normal senses, they too are becoming more pronounced and more refined. This is to say I sense and perceive things as both stronger and more subtle at one and the same time – without counting all these sensations that are beyond the senses.

Author: When you say you sense these things more intensely, what do you sense? A fragrance? An emotion? The sky’s beauty? Everything?

Yolande: Yes, everything, with an intensity unknown until now. Which varies constantly. And I do not decide on the intensity of it. It can totally engulf me when I’m alone in bed – my body is penetrated by all sorts of energies, by ecstasies – or when I’m gazing at a blue sky or, of course, when with other human beings. In any case, everything I feel is multiplied by thousands, by tens of thousands, and I don’t know where these variations in intensity come from.

Author: What would you call these things that are felt? Joy, or fear, sadness, questioning, curiosity? Or do they have more of an emotional quality to them?

Yolande: It is different from what I felt in the past: it has no name. I am astounded by an intensity that fills me with joy – not the kind of joy where you jump for joy, but an inner joy that leaves me needing nothing other than what appears in that instant, nothing else whatsoever, so I feel … alive.


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