Part 4: Spiritual Awakening & Self-Discovery
Cosmic Energy & Awakening Experiences
Dr. Aryan Verma gazed out of the Moonbase observatory, watching the endless void of space stretch beyond the gray, barren surface of the Moon. He had returned alone this time, leaving his wife Meera and daughter Avni on Earth to tend to a sick family member. His son, Ansh, had stayed with him, his curiosity about space and life beyond Earth growing with each passing day.
The low gravity had always intrigued Aryan. It was as if his body had shed the burdens of Earthly existence, allowing his mind to expand, to reach beyond the confines of physical limitations. It made meditation easier, more fluid, almost as if the very fabric of the cosmos was guiding him into deeper states of awareness.
Tonight, as he closed his eyes in the solitude of his chamber, something extraordinary happened. His breath slowed, his thoughts dissolved, and he felt himself merging into the infinite. The observer, the observed, and the act of observation became one. A surge of energy coursed through him, lifting his consciousness beyond the mundane into a realm of pure existence. It was a moment of unshakable unity, an immersion in cosmic consciousness, where bliss and oneness were absolute. That experience felt like an entry into Nirvikalpa Samadhi.
Ansh, always inquisitive, had been watching his father’s strange demeanor over the past few days. Finally, unable to contain his curiosity, he asked, “Papa, you seem… different since you came back from Earth. You spend so much time just sitting and staring into space. What are you thinking?”
Aryan smiled and ruffled his son’s hair. “Ansh, have you ever felt like you’re part of something much bigger? Like when you stare at the stars and feel like they’re calling to you?”
Ansh nodded eagerly. “Sometimes, when I look at the stars, I feel like I’m floating with them. But then I blink, and I’m back here.”
“That’s exactly it,” Aryan said. “Imagine if you didn’t blink. Imagine if that feeling of floating with the stars lasted forever. That’s what I experience sometimes—like I’m not just looking at the universe, but I am the universe.”
Ansh’s eyes widened. “That sounds amazing! But also kind of scary. What if you get lost in it?”
Aryan chuckled. “That’s a good question. Long ago, I might have been afraid of losing myself. But now I understand—it’s not about losing myself; it’s about finding something much greater.”
As Aryan spoke, his thoughts drifted to the past, to moments when his relationship with Meera had been on the verge of breaking, even before marriage and a few times afterward. He had once thought love was fragile, fleeting, something that could be lost with a single misstep. But now, after years of shared experiences, joys, and struggles, their bond had not only survived but transformed into something deeper. The same relationship that had once been a source of turmoil was now blooming into an awakening.
He had always sought enlightenment in solitude, in silence. But what if enlightenment wasn’t just about isolation and meditation? What if true awakening was found in love, in connection, in embracing the imperfections of life? His journey had been one of seeking, of struggling to balance his scientific mind with his growing spiritual awareness. Yet, here he was, standing on the Moon, feeling more connected than ever—not just to the stars, but to his family, to his own heart.
His experiences on Earth flashed before him—the moment at a family gathering when the presence of a well-wishing relative had triggered an intense awakening. He had felt an overwhelming surge of energy, a pressure inside his head that was not painful but expansive. It was as if his consciousness was being stretched, transformed into a swirling river of light, flowing beyond the confines of his brain. The sensation had been so intense that for a few moments, he had lost all sense of personal identity. He had become pure awareness, a consciousness whirl spinning through infinity. The observer, the observed, and the observation had all merged into one, accompanied by a feeling of ultimate bliss, oneness, and egolessness. He no longer felt separate from the trees, mountains, valleys, sun, people, or anything else; rather, all appeared as inseparable waves within the infinite ocean of consciousness. These words were merely hints and could never truly describe that, for that was entirely experiential. That experience felt like an entry into Savikalpa Samadhi.
And now, on the Moon, he was feeling it again. But this time, there was no fear. There was only acceptance.
Ansh tugged at his sleeve. “Papa, will I ever feel what you feel?”
Aryan knelt to his son’s level. “One day, maybe. But you don’t have to rush. Just keep your heart open, keep questioning, keep wondering. The universe has its way of revealing itself to those who are ready.”
Ansh smiled, satisfied with the answer, though his mind was already buzzing with a million more questions.
As they walked back into the Moonbase, Aryan felt an overwhelming gratitude. For the stars. For his journey. For his family. And for the great mystery that continued to unfold before him.
Demystifying Kundalini 