Suppose you believe, like me, that consciousness is the force that created the universe. That all of the planets, stars, and galaxies came to be out of nothing by this inexplicable, unknowable power in an attempt to perceive itself. So for 14 billion years stars have been exploding, galaxies colliding, planets forming, all in an attempt to create life.
Now, lets take it a step further. We know that life on earth today looks as it does as a result of evolution. That the diversity of life created, combined with the ability to mutate, has enabled life to adapt to whatever environment comes it’s way. Not only to adapt, but to thrive. What if this also happens on the biggest scale of all.
What if our universe is the result of a mutation?
Hypothesize with me for a moment that there are other universes out there where gravity acts a little different, atoms are organized in a different fashion, or the fabric of space time is woven a little more loosely. How many universes could there be? Millions? BILLIONS?? What if our universe is the only one that managed to create intelligent life? What if our planet is the only planet in any universe with any life at all.
Now imagine that moment where the suffering person finally awakens and achieves enlightenment. In the realization of their true nature they turn away from all thoughts and forms and now exist purely in the silent stillness of the present moment. It is at this specific moment that space is created for consciousness to emerge. As this force behind all existence takes over perception and gazes upon itself for the first time it must be an overwhelming, limitless joy that is felt.