Thank you for the question. It is quite an interesting one for sure. I remember Eckhart Tolle once said something about the world going through a vital phase of enlightenment, however, it is equally stepping further into ignorance.
I assume you mean 1984 as in the book by George Orwell.
And it depends on what you mean by spirituality, because it can mean different things to different people. Some might view it as going to church on a Sunday, while others believe it is wearing baggy pants and sitting on a zafu cushion.
But you asked me :) And I don’t think either of those things.
Although I don’t like to answer in a straight way (because it appeals to the intellect, and that’s something that is unhelpful with this subject) and I prefer to show the craziness of the world that mankind believes in, I feel that a straight answer is coming up…
So here it is.
No one exists.
There is no humanity.
There is no spirituality.
There has never been a decline in anything, and nothing continues to decrease.
Did that help?
The intellect has nowhere to go with the above statements. If it feels it understands then it is glibly doing so. If it thinks what has been written is complete rubbish, it will seek to reinforce itself with justifications to support its belief. And that’s the opposite of what needs to be done.
So, now to a different type of answer.
I haven’t a clue what the answer is yet because I am typing without a thought in my head, and it’s just coming through.
Breathe.
Let’s look at the question as I see it…
How will the One’s oneness continue to be One as the One moves ever closer to One as the amount of Oneness in the One continues to be One every single day?
By the side of my laptop, I have some artificial flowers.
I know right?
I didn’t buy them. They were here when I bought the house. But I kinda like them. They are in a slim red vase that can easily topple over. It hasn’t done so yet. And after nine years of being here, the ticking clock of approaching disaster is getting louder.
But do you know, that if I knock the flowers over and the vase smashes that nothing has been broken?
Do you see that these “false” flowers are no less “real” than the wildflowers in my garden?
Am I mad here?
If I smash the vase, I go and pick up the pieces. I could leave the mess but one of my kids would likely walk on it and cut their feet. I could leave it there but I don’t. I go and clean it up.
But that's a choice. And I don’t mean between being responsible and being lazy.
I see the smashed pieces but know nothing has changed. This is identical to how it was before it was broken. When I sweep up the pieces, put them in the bin, and return to my desk where no vase is present, my desk area has not been made less by this apparent absence. So, I chose to respond while knowing that nothing had changed.
And the rubbish bin has not been made more by the apparent inclusion of a broken vase.
How is your intellect doing here?
I’m telling you the Truth.
Before I knock the vase over, this is how this is.
When the vase lies smashed on the floor, this is how this is.
And when I clean it away, this is still how this is.
So, I return to the question.
Before spirituality, this is how this is.
As spirituality declines, this is still how this is.
And as love decreases, this is how this is.
Love cannot decrease.
Human love is attached to things, to outcomes, to matters of life - sure, this decreases and increases quite a lot.
But we don’t need love.
We are Love.
Not that This is Love or absence of Love. This is just This.
And when the This of I notices the This of This, I experiences love of itself.
And silence… and calm… and wisdom, and settledness.
I is experiencing This. Not I am experiencing this. I is experiencing This.
Now the moment has gone.
And I switches off.
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