Self-Realization and Other Awakenings

came out, and we both become a little nuts,
demanding, childish, frightened or angry, feeling
pushed away or abandoned, or otherwise
narcissistically injured.
But soon I began to feel what she had felt; a rising
energy of love in me that flowed upward into the
emptiness that is my body, filling it with love, pausing
briefly at the heart and spilling out into the world
towards her. There was a progression. At first the flow
seemed small, like a creek, but rapidly, over time
became like a river, and then like an entire ocean of
love flowing through me. Love flowed out of me
through my face, head, arms and hands, and mostly
directly from my heart towards her distant presence.
Gradually just as with her, my love appeared to
become purified, lighter, more like air as opposed to a
fluid, and my body felt filled with such sweetness, the
essence of love, which was like a constant ecstasy
which grabbed my entire being like a wrestler grabbing
a child. I totally identified with the ecstasy of love,
and I began to feel God's love for whomever or
whatever appeared in front of me. I say God's love,
because by now it was so great, so overwhelming, so
beyond me, I felt it could not possibly be human.
Alternately we both felt almost drugged by the
states of ecstasy that possessed us. Sometimes just
saying a few words, like “René I love you,” sent her