I think all of the spiritual texts I’ve read and methods I’ve practiced (however poorly) have allowed me to gain a deeper (though I hesitate to say “deep”) understanding of my life. Also, in a weird sort of way, the heart attack I had in 2018 helped me because I was in ICU for four days with nothing to do but reflect on things. It helped me to cut out some of the fluff from my life and focus on what’s important.
From where I stand right now, thinking about the desire to receive smacks of hedonism which in its basest form can’t be good. Does the perception of the need to receive change to something more positive as one ascends the ladder to Eyn Sof?
The notion that “reality” doesn’t really exist and that it’s just a summation of how we perceive the information we get from our five senses is something that I’ll be chewing on for months, I’m sure.
This isn’t a question, just more of an observation. The more I’ve learned about Kabbalah over the past week, the more I find myself questioning what pleasures I get from doing every little action, like taking a drink. I also found it curious that God has to … pardon the poor paraphrasing … corrupt Himself to help us get closer to Him.