Hey Jed,
I came to this forum just to see if this is a place where I can express what has been happening over the last few years. Maybe get some feedback, have a mirror, or a slap in the face without having people shut down because I'm sounding crazy. Based on the standards of our society, I'm probably am crazy. I no longer follow social norms without a real reason, and really don't care enough about meeting other people's expectations.
I use to considered a leader, and people use to come to me for spiritual advice. I still have a few friends, but most people like to keep me at a distance. I'm told that I'm just too different for people to relate to me. And that's okay. I would rather sit and stare at a wall than put up with what most people consider conversation. For the most part, what other people consider relevant, I consider to be dribble.
I use to have a corporate job, a stable life (at least by outside appearances- my inner life has rarely been stable), and the world seemed to bend to my desire. I could get whatever I wanted. Now, I want nothing. I even had people who called my their mentor, and sometimes even guru. I consider those to be insulting now, and have even exploded in people's faces when they use those terms around me.
Not really sure when things began to change. I knew that something was happening, because people started to tell me that I wasn't making any sense. I'm know to have great public speaking and communication skills. I just started to find it difficult to find the correct words to explain something that I thought was important.
Maybe I should have stopped then, took the clues that people were offering. Boxed up my spiritual stuff in boxes and put them into storage. Then wait until retirement and then tackle this then. But, I was stupid, I just wanted to know, and continued to move forward.
Now, I living in abject poverty. Lost my house, and have almost became homeless a few times. I think that homelessness might be a good thing. Then I could just sit and stare at the world. Have thought about checking myself into a hospital, have had a few people suggest that also. That could also be good thing. Pumped up on medications, and could just spend my days painting. It might even be fun. But that would mean that I would have to stop what I'm doing. But something tells me that I can't.
I use to be considered charismatic, engaging and people wanted to be around me. Now I'm told that I'm too serious, that I don't have a sense of humor, and downright scary at times. To me, that okay, because then I can be left alone.
I'm not even sure that I consider myself to be spiritual anymore. I have no interest in exchanging energy, communing with nature, and I am almost convinced that the soul is just another mental concept.
Not even sure why I decided to pursue spirituality and make it an important part of who I am. It was just this thing that kept nagging me, and I just wanted to find out what it was, and this is the result. It has made my life a train wreck.
Even though I was noticing that things were changing, the point of no return came one day when I thought "well maybe the world is just an illusion," and when I looked up I discovered that it was. Just thinking about it while typing is making me cry again. I so much want it to be real!
I call that point my spiritual nuclear explosion. There was bright flash, the world seemed very bright for a few moments, then there seemed to be a dark haze that emerged, it was like the world was filled with an never ending mist of smoke. This is not enlightenment, nor is it awareness. If I could just convince myself that Christianity was real, then I could claim that we are really living in purgatory. If life is just a play, I want a refund on my ticket.
It is what it is. Right. Welcome to the wasteland.