Enlightenment Is an Accident — Here’s How to Prepare for One
You can’t force the lightning, but you can tend the field where it lands.
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Enlightenment is an accident; practice makes you accident-prone.
The Zen Community has been repeating that for decades, and it’s both funny and deadly serious. We spend years — even lifetimes — trying to touch something that may not be graspable. Does it come from climbing the long staircase of ethical discipline and incremental insight? Or does it crash in, uninvited, in the span of a single breath?
The Gradual Path
In the Shingon Buddhist tradition, there was an extreme practice called Sokushinbutsu. It could take 10–20 years of preparation: eating a strict diet of nuts and seeds to eliminate body fat, consuming toxic sap to repel insects and preserve the body, then meditating in a sealed chamber, often underground, chanting sutras, ringing a bell to signal you were still alive — until one day, you weren’t. The monk would die in meditation, naturally mummified, a testament to ultimate discipline.
These people were clearly very serious about their goals. Is it an indictment of the rest of us that we have zero interest in living mummification? Maybe the real question is: What would you actually be willing to do to attain enlightenment? How badly do you want it?
Most gentler versions of the gradual path rest on two premises. The first is effort and discipline. As in the Protestant Work Ethic, hard work and spirituality go hand in hand. Exertion is a kind of religious obligation — whether in service to God, the Tao, or the Buddhist principle of Right Action — and it assumes moral choice often means doing what’s hard, painful, or counterintuitive. Add in the discipline of meditation or focused prayer, and you can see why it might take a lifetime to arrive at breakthrough consciousness.
The second premise is incremental insight. I often get the sense that everything I’ve learned and experienced is suddenly obsolete, like a Mac OS update that makes the old system feel slow and clunky. All that effort was just tilling the ground for something truer and more profound. In hindsight, the earlier understanding seems naive; the new one is exhilarating — until it, too, becomes outdated. This is spiritual incrementalism.
In Kabbalah’s Tree of Life, each new association is like a rung on a ladder, climbing from Earth toward the Heavens. In Theravāda Buddhism, the “path and fruit” model maps enlightenment as four irreversible stages — stream-enterer, once-returner, non-returner, arahant. Each stage happens in a flash: a moment of insight (the path) immediately followed by its lived transformation (the fruit). Between these leaps, there’s the long, steady work of the Noble Eightfold Path — ethics, meditation, wisdom — layer by layer. It’s the classic mix: years of quiet preparation, followed by an instant that changes everything.
And yet, even in traditions with well-mapped stages, there are stories that overturn the whole ladder in a single breath.
The Sudden Awakening
Elazar ben Durdaya, the Talmud tells us, sought out every prostitute in the world, even crossing “seven rivers” to visit one in particular. During their encounter, she told him his repentance would never be accepted. The words cut deep. He left, sat in a valley, and begged the mountains, heavens, sun, moon, and stars to intercede — but all refused. Realizing it was up to him alone, he put his head between his knees and wept until his soul left his body. A heavenly voice proclaimed him destined for the World to Come. Rabbi Yehuda HaNasi, upon hearing it, wept and said, “There are those who acquire their share in the World to Come in a single moment.”
In Dzogchen, the highest teaching of the Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism, “direct introduction” is when a teacher helps you recognize rigpa — the pure, luminous awareness always beneath thoughts. Nothing new is given; what’s already present is revealed. Recognition can be sparked by a glance, a phrase, or a gesture. But the ability to see it usually depends on years of preparation. After that first glimpse, the work is to keep resting in rigpa until it’s unshakable.
In Sufism, fana is the dissolving of the separate self into the presence of God, the burning away of “I” until only the Divine remains. It can happen in a flash of ecstatic remembrance or after decades of devotion and prayer. When it comes, it’s not an escape from the world but a seeing-through of it — everything is still there, yet suffused with God. Then comes baqa, the return to ordinary life while abiding in that awareness.
The Accident and the Preparation
Theravāda’s “path moment,” Dzogchen’s “direct introduction,” Sufism’s “fana” — each describes a sudden, irreversible shift. Yet each also insists that preparation matters. Maybe the tree and the lightning need each other; without one, the other has nowhere to land.
Maybe enlightenment really is an accident. But a lifetime of practice — moral effort, meditation, service — is what makes you accident-prone.
That moment when the seedling erupts from the soil to greet the sun. It was well-prepared. The soil was carefully turned over and fertilized, the seeds were gathered painstakingly and were planted into the soil. Yes, we exist as somewhat separate beings, but we are dependent on our environment and on the helping hands of others. We are one in the Oneness of it all. And this is what allows growth. Even then, the resulting plant needs the Bees to fertilize it with pollen. A never-ending cycle. Consider the plant and learn from it.
October of 1987 I found myself Zapped as the man I’d been seeing for over 2 years said to me.
I was sitting in my recliner preparing to give a short talk for a collage class I was taking. On Urban Indian. I’m white and married into the Tlingit Nation Yakutat Alaska.
One moment I’m doing the thinking. The next moment I “seeing” with my minds eye The Essence of what we as a nation did to get The Land to be our country upon and with.
I found myself turned into a kind of savant. Compelled to know all I could. What we really did. To explore the essence of our history.
To “eat” the facts. Swallow them.
That was almost 40 years ago. Two thirds of my adult life.
The writing and art. Speaks to the genuine! Proof that my instantaneous awakening was very real.
To see a bit of the art. Go to my facebook group Essence of the Spiral.
For some of us, we are extremely intimate with this post.