I’ve always enjoyed the pastime of blowing bubbles. Whether doing it as a child, or as an adult watching children delighting in it, the sight of iridescent bubbles floating through the air has never ceased to thrill me. I even had a friend who could blow different-colored ones on request: By some secret technique, pink, blue, or yellow bubbles would emerge from his wand.
The basic process is magically simple. You dip your wand into a soapy solution, blow gently through the hole, and voilà! The shimmering spheres emerge and dance before your eyes. Some bubbles last for only a few seconds, some come out in groups, some grow very large, and some, caught by a gust of wind, float high into the sky.
So do Thou, my Lord—
Thou and I, never apart;
Wave of the sea,
Dissolve in the sea!
I am the bubble;
Make me the sea!
Drawing from Master’s imagery, let’s consider the soul’s journey in terms of the life of a bubble. Just as we create them by dipping our wand into a soapy solution and then filling them with our breath, God creates our material body from His own iridescent consciousness, then enlivens it with life force, or prana.
Like the bubbles, some souls remain in their bodily form for but a brief period of time; some emerge in family clusters or spiritual groups; some have a bigger role to play; and some float high into the skies of divine consciousness. Whatever its particular journey, each individual bubble or soul must in the end merge back into the vast ocean of Spirit from which it came. For devotees, the desire to burst the confines of our earthly existence and merge back into the sea of Spirit is one of the strongest motivations on the spiritual path.
Will this loss of a separate existence be cause for sadness or regret? Not at all! When we become one with God, Swami Kriyananda explained, “it is not that we lose all identity; rather, we expand our identity to infinity. Being omniscient, . . . we retain the memory of having been, each one of us, a separate ego. In this way, Yogananda explained, nothing is lost in the Infinite—not even the ego. We can revive that memory of individual existence again, if ever the Divine wills that we return to earth to uplift and save other wandering souls.”
When difficult events bear down and you feel discouraged or anxious, remember that the little bubble of your life is never separate from God’s endless joy, peace, and love. You are a single drop of a much greater reality: an endless ocean of divine bliss. Master ends his magnificent poem “Samadhi” with these words:
Gone forever, fitful, flickering shadows of mortal memory.
Spotless is my mental sky, below, ahead, and high above.
Eternity and I, one united ray.
A tiny bubble of laughter, I
Am become the Sea of Mirth Itself.
With bursting joy,
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