There is No Gate To Guard

A while back, I nodded off in meditation and slipped into a split-second dream. A figure in a top hat, half magician, half jester, pranced toward me holding a giant golden key. I glanced to my right and saw a beautiful gate marked with the letter E. I snapped awake, when my head jerked up to avoid sleeping.

I was reminded of that dream while scrolling through this subreddit. I noticed harsh non-dual enthusiasts teasing others with their “magic key” to enlightenment. Below them, trolls grumble under the drawbridge to a gated fortress guarding the only real access to awakening.

In all their vigilance to enforce the “truest truth,” they reveal hypocrisy and reinforce separation. They pick apart every analogy and metaphor from those celebrating glimpses of non-dual reality, dismissing heartfelt words as worthless.

Maybe that E on the gate means Ego? I’ve found myself at that Ego Gate, judging others who use language just a imperfect as mine, perceiving them as lost and stumbling in darkness toward my light.

I apologize.

Do you find this gatekeeper attitude useful, or is each judgment another wall we build?