Suddenly it happens . . . there is no separation between you and your experiences. You are no longer on the inside looking out, nor on the outside looking in. But rather the inside and the outside are one, and you are that one.
There is nothing to grasp . . .
I am listening to my 2 year old daughter sing while I type these words.
She is sitting beside me on the sofa.
We look at one another and smile; she begins to giggle through her song.
Now she is laughing.
This is it . . .
I cherish her and this moment.
This is enlightenment. (Well . . . one definition anyway.)