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She told him her name was Breeze. He never saw her face. He never saw her body. But she was there. He knew this because he could feel cool sensations on his skin whenever she was around. 🙂

Sometimes she loved touching his hair and making it messy.

"Hey, I just combed my hair. Can you flow gently?" 🙂

She did the complete opposite.

The breeze turned into a strong wind. His bicycle, leaning against the wall, fell to the ground.

He sat up from the bench and started talking to the air.

"Seriously, you need to chill out."

Then the wind turned into freezing cold air, and he began to shiver. 🥶

He ran inside the house and closed the door behind him.

He was safe now. He was alone. She was not here.

He went to his room and sat cross-legged on the floor. He closed his eyes.

Because she was air, she was everywhere. He inhaled her. Then he realized he had inhaled her. A playful idea came to his mind. He thought he could trap her in his body. So he didn't exhale.

But after a few seconds, he had to release her. He didn't want to inhale her again, so he didn't inhale. But after a couple of seconds, he had to inhale her.

She was literally his breath. She would be with him until his last breath. So she started teaching him how to get along with her. She taught him how to love her without holding her. She taught him how to let go of her, trusting that she would come back. 🙂

He surrendered to her. She came whenever she came. She went whenever she went. But she always returned because without her, he could not breathe. 🙂

When he inhaled, she entered his body. She stayed for a couple of seconds. Then, when he exhaled, she left his body and flowed back into the universe. Then she returned again when he inhaled.

She never left him alone. But there was a time when she did leave him alone..a pause between each inhale and exhale.

The thing was, he couldn't keep her. He couldn't touch her. He couldn't see her. She came. She never stayed for more than a couple of seconds. Then she went. But she was never gone for more than a couple of seconds. She always returned.

He didn't know where she came from. He didn't know where she went. She told him that her home was the pause between her arrival and departure as breath.

And he asked where her home was.

She said to him that he was the "pause" between arrival and departure.

So he was her Home.

She came from him and went out into the world, and then returned back to him. 💕🪽🙂

Imagine you have six arms, so you have six hands, okay?

Now imagine that in one hand you have an apple that's rotten. And in one hand you have a beautiful flower. And in one hand you have gold. And in one hand you have a magic wand. In one hand you have a beautiful coin. And one hand is empty..

Like all your hands have different things. Some seem more valuable and important than other things. And one hand has nothing..

Now imagine all your hands have separate individual minds. Like different rooms in one house.

Now imagine that you're one of those hands.. like you have access only to that hand. Like you are a hand that has a flower..

Other hands also have access only to their hand. They feel separate from the rest of the body, like they think they're only a hand and feel located inside that hand..

So the hand that has the rotten apple is sad because he got a rotten apple, but the other hands got much better stuff like a magic wand or a beautiful coin..

But if I tell that hand that you're not just a hand but the entire body in which all hands are included. Like you're literally every hand even though you don't have access to the other hands.

It would be funny if my feet one day thought they were not part of me and that I'm not in the feet.

Well, in a way I'm not located in the feet. but at the same time I love my feet because they're part of me.

So we all are like one light that seemingly got split into countless colorful lights so we can see how many colors a light can have. But the illusion is that each colorful light thinks that it's not the other colorful lights..

Look guys, imagine there's only eyes in the dark. Those eyes are me. Now you will be like, "Wait a sec. Are you complete? Like where is the rest of your body? Where are your ears, nose, chest, legs?"

That is how we all are. We have to separate ourselves into billions of things so we can see how vast and beautiful we are..

It's like you can't see my face, nose, legs, chest, or my arms only in my eyes. I have to extend myself so you can see all of me.

Now when I extend myself into a full body, it seems that my eyes are so far up close to my forehead and my feet are separate so far down. Like when you look at my eyes you can't see my feet, and when you look at my feet you can't see my eyes.

And everything has its own purpose and function.. like I can't have eyes that can see, hear, touch, smell, and taste simultaneously. Eyes can only see, right?

So that's why we can't have a body which is parrot, cat, lion, dog, human, metal, diamond, moon, sun, tree, black hole, a thought, wind simultaneously..We can't fit all those beings and stuff into one form. It would be like trying to fit an entire novel into a sentence.

But at the same time I'm parrot, cloud, dog, wind, thought, the sun, moons.

But paradoxically I'm also not parrot, cloud, sun, moon as I'm experiencing this universe through my current human body..

The Creator doesn't need His creation..

It's like paper doesn't need a drawing. Paper can still be paper without any drawing.. but drawing is beautiful. It is an expression of the paper..

Just like you don't need to talk. But when you talk it's beautiful. I get to hear your beautiful voice. It feels good that someone is talking. Now you're not your voice because when there's no voice you don't vanish or stop existing, right? Like when you're not talking you don't stop existing.

But at the same time you're a voice to me. Like if I'm blind then you are only a voice to me. So when you say something I will recognize you through your voice.

Guys, are you getting what I'm trying to say?

Like you're everything and nothing at the same time. And this is the most beautiful thing ever. Trust me on this one. We are such an amazing paradox! 🙂

Like you are a voice but also beyond the voice.

Now imagine.. I'm deaf too. I can't hear you. I can't touch you either because I don't have a body.

So I can't see you, touch you, hear you, smell you, or taste you. That means you don't exist in any way for me if I can't perceive you with any of my senses.

So I'm like, "Hey, I don't know what you are. I can't see you. I can't touch you. I can't even hear you. Is there a way I can see you or hear you?" 🙂

So you became sound/voice. That's how I experienced you. But at the same time I know you're bigger than a sound. Because when you're not talking or saying anything you're still there even if I can't hear you..

It's like you're air. I can only feel you when I'm breathing you or when you're moving and touching my skin as a cool breeze.. but when you're still and I'm not breathing I can't experience you..

So I can never know you. But at the same time I always know you because you're everything.

You're a mystery to me that doesn't need to be solved. I love you as a beautiful mystery.

Hey, thanks for being here and appearing as the entire universe. Thanks for letting me show your face through countless manifestations. 🙏🪽💕

I love you more than anything because there's no other or anything else besides you in the universe.

Wherever I look I only see Her. She is Love. There's nothing else in the universe besides Love.

I love you! I love us ! 🪽💕🙂

He was sitting beside Buddha with the knowledge of Self and the Universe (with all its realms and dimensions).

Buddha was another scene appearing in the Self. A peaceful, loving, and profound scene.

"Hey, can I find a Buddha which isn't a passing scene? A Buddha that can stay with me forever. A Buddha that isn't in time or space?" He asked Buddha.

"Can you have a dream without dreaming?" Buddha asked.

"No, it's impossible because dreaming and not dreaming can't happen at the same time," he answered.

"But the one who's dreaming isn't in the dream, otherwise it would die and vanish when the scene changes in the dream. So there's something that is outside of the dream while being fully present in the dream," Buddha answered.

"I want something changeless, eternal, everlasting. Something that doesn't go away," he replied.

Buddha smiled and stopped time. The scene froze. No movement. They both became the frozen scene. Like someone paused a scene in a movie with a remote control. Didn't know if ten seconds passed or one billion years passed because there's always eternal now without the illusion of time when something is paused (not changing or moving)

Then time started again and the scene continued again from the pause.

"You can't have a dream without movement and change. Dream is frozen when it's not moving and changing. But Buddha never changes even when the entire universe is changing," Buddha said.

"How can I become Buddha?" he asked.

"You can't become more or less Buddha. You already are in Buddha. Buddha is that in which dream scenes arise, peak, fade, and dissolve."

"But I can't hear other people's thoughts. I can't see the future. I can't even turn people into kittens," he said.

"Why do you want to turn people into kittens?" Buddha asked. 🙂

"Hey, I was kidding. I promise I won't turn people into kittens when I can do anything," he smiled. 🙂

Buddha smiled and closed his eyes, and a kitten manifested out of thin air. Then he said, "Do you want to do this? Make things appear out of nowhere?"

"Um, yeah. Like that," he said joyfully.

"Things are already appearing out of nowhere. Kittens are already appearing out of nowhere in cats wombs. Trees are already appearing out of nowhere from tiny seeds. Your thoughts and feelings are already appearing out of nowhere in your mind. The Universe is already manifesting out of nowhere. Me manifesting a kitten is little magic compared to what's already happening," Buddha said.

"If you put it that way, then I guess everything is already like magic," he replied. ✨

"It doesn't matter if you can see the future or read thoughts or manifest anything. What matters the most is the quality and state of your consciousness." Buddha then manifested two chocolate bars. He handed one to him. He took the chocolate and took a bite. Then Buddha said, "Let there be a beautiful sunset and a beach," and a beach appeared.

They both were looking at the sunset and eating chocolate bars.

"What's happening right now?" Buddha asked.

"There's a scene of two people eating chocolate bars on a beautiful beach watching the sunset," he replied.

"Is there any difference between me and you right now? Don't think about superpowers. Can you be peaceful and in love with the sunset and beach and fully feel the taste of chocolate?" Buddha asked.

He was fully present in the scene and wasn't trying to be anywhere else. For him this scene was perfect, beautiful, and complete. He didn't need superpowers to taste the chocolate, see the sunset, and feel love and warmth in his heart.

It doesn't matter if you can read my thoughts or not, but you can read your own thoughts. It doesn't matter if you can see the future or not. But you can see that there's no time and every future will be just another passing scene happening in the eternal now. It doesn't matter if you can't manifest cats and can't turn people into kittens. There are already kittens in the world and the source is already manifesting the entire universe for you, keeping this dream alive and stable with all the laws of physics without you needing to manage the universe.

You don't need better scenes and a refined dream to find peace, love, and joy. You just need to expand your mind and consciousness (so to speak) so your mind and heart become so refined that you can feel peace, beauty, and love in mundane scenes too.

Buddha's superpower was not in controlling the dream. His superpower was stillness..

being stable and ability to find peace, love, joy and beauty in any scene, no matter how ordinary or mudane that scene is. 🙂

"Hey, by the way, when will I have superpowers like you?" he asked Buddha.

"So you can turn humans into kittens?" Buddha said jokingly. 🙂

"No. I won't. I promise. I just feel like... it's just that. I... I..." He rambled. 😬

Buddha smiled and didn't say anything. He took a bite from his chocolate bar and kept watching the sunset and enjoying the cool evening breeze and birds on the beach.

I wrote a creative text about "Bodhisattva".

Here

https://www.reddit.com/r/enlightenment/s/R6xLq9ucfV

But my creative text didn't represent the exact definition of Bodhisattva. And it might be confusing to some readers.

A Bodhisattva is a being in Buddhism who could move toward complete enlightenment, liberation from suffering and the cycle of rebirth, but chooses to stay connected to the world out of compassion for others.

There are actually different definitions of Bodhisattva according to different spiritual texts. But the core is the same. They want others to wake up too and escape the cycle of suffering and illusion.

So in a way my creative text was closest thing to Bodhisattva. 🙂

Now my creative writing can be perceived as romantic love. But it's not. Love is like a training wheel for divine love. In my writing he doesn't want anything back. He doesn't even want her to know what he wished for. He doesn't even want or need her friendship. He was okay even if he forgets her completely and she forgets him completely. He was already letting go of all attachments and desires. The only desire he had at that point was for her to get enlightened instead of him. It was not about her anymore. He stopped seeing any difference between him and her, if that makes sense. 🙂

This kind of love is the highest form of love where you naturally let go of the object of that love even as subtle attachment, and expand her into infinite love. It's like she was an ice cube floating on the surface of the sea among millions of other ice cubes. She melted and became the water, the ocean. Now he knows she was never a person..she was the entire ocean appearing as that ice cube. He stopped seeing her as an ice cube because she is too vast to fit into a person, a form, a personality.

And he started loving her as the entire ocean ( God, Universe.)

So that's why he never lost her. How can you lose her when you don't see her as separate from your own being and God? How can you lose any ice cube when all the ice cubes are the same water appearing in different colors, shapes, and sizes?

She was not God. she was his teacher and friend who taught him how to love infinity through finite form. How to let go of yourself and the world without escaping yourself and the world.

You can love someone without being in love with someone.

And you can love someone so much that the entire universe disappears for you, but that person.

And then you see her in the entire universe and the universe appears again for you.

But now she's not one person. She's everything and everyone and everywhere.

She's these words I'm writing now. She's my heartbeat that's beating. She's that parrot on that tree branch. She's clouds and the Sun. She's every face, every name, and every scene.

Enlightenment is another scene appearing in her.

And I'm also made of her. She's my skin, she's my nails, she's my eyes.

Nothing belongs to me.

Everything belongs to her.

If everything belongs to her, then there's no me to come closer or move far away from her.

And there's no Her either if this makes any sense 🙂

She's like a ghost wearing the garments of names and forms ( universe) to know what she is and what she is not 🙂

I hope this clears up the confusion I created about Bodhisattva in my previous post 🙂

I wrote a creative text about "Bodhisattva".

Here

https://www.reddit.com/r/theWildGrove/s/KrCbofpTOo

But my creative text didn't represent the exact definition of Bodhisattva. And it might be confusing to some readers.

A Bodhisattva is a being in Buddhism who could move toward complete enlightenment, liberation from suffering and the cycle of rebirth, but chooses to stay connected to the world out of compassion for others.

There are actually different definitions of Bodhisattva according to different spiritual texts. But the core is the same. They want others to wake up too and escape the cycle of suffering and illusion.

So in a way my creative text was closest thing to Bodhisattva. 🙂

Now my creative writing can be perceived as romantic love. But it's not. Love is like a training wheel for divine love. In my writing he doesn't want anything back. He doesn't even want her to know what he wished for. He doesn't even want or need her friendship. He was okay even if he forgets her completely and she forgets him completely. He was already letting go of all attachments and desires. The only desire he had at that point was for her to get enlightened instead of him. It was not about her anymore. He stopped seeing any difference between him and her, if that makes sense. 🙂

This kind of love is the highest form of love where you naturally let go of the object of that love even as subtle attachment, and expand her into infinite love. It's like she was an ice cube floating on the surface of the sea among millions of other ice cubes. She melted and became the water, the ocean. Now he knows she was never a person..she was the entire ocean appearing as that ice cube. He stopped seeing her as an ice cube because she is too vast to fit into a person, a form, a personality.

And he started loving her as the entire ocean ( God, Universe.)

So that's why he never lost her. How can you lose her when you don't see her as separate from your own being and God? How can you lose any ice cube when all the ice cubes are the same water appearing in different colors, shapes, and sizes?

She was not God, and she was his teacher and friend who taught him how to love infinity through finite form. How to let go of yourself and the world without escaping yourself and the world.

You can love someone without being in love with someone.

And you can love someone so much that the entire universe disappears for you, but that person.

And then you see her in the entire universe and the universe appears again for you.

But now she's not one person. She's everything and everyone and everywhere.

She's these words I'm writing now. She's my heartbeat that's beating. She's that parrot on that tree branch. She's clouds and the Sun. She's every face, every name, and every scene.

Enlightenment is another scene appearing in her.

And I'm also made of her. She's my skin, she's my nails, she's my eyes.

Nothing belongs to me.

Everything belongs to her.

If everything belongs to her, then there's no me to come closer or move far away from her.

And there's no Her either if this makes any sense 🙂

She's like a ghost wearing the garments of names and forms ( universe) to know what she is and what she is not 🙂

I hope this clears up the confusion I created about Bodhisattva in my previous post 🙂

He was supposedly very close to enlightenment. 🪽☀️

A divine being appeared in front of him.

"Ask me anything you want." Being said.

"I don't want anything for me. I just want her to be free forever from the cycle of birth and death. Like, you know, she can live in higher realms or something.. or maybe she can have all the superpowers, peace, love, wisdom, and light. Like the veil of illusion can never hide her higher self from her, even if she chooses to reincarnate. Like she reincarnates with all her wisdom and knowledge of who she is. I don't know. just give her everything that's beautiful, good, and peaceful so she never suffers. Like whatever good and beautiful God wants for me, give it to her instead. And don't let her spirit know that it's me who wished that for her, otherwise she won't feel good that I gave up my enlightenment for her.

And erase her face from my mind so I can only remember her name. Like I loved someone, but I can't remember her face. But she is gone now forever. Like I will never see her again. Not in spirit. Not in physical form. You know, it's like a flame on a candle wick that blew out. And no other flame will be her. But also every flame will have her essence."

"That doesn't work like that. Her spirit will know your wishes. Everything and everyone is connected. And whatever you wish for her will resonate back to you. The river flows both ways." The being replied 🙂

An angel heard their conversation. He was moved by this scene between them. When that Divine being disappeared, he went to that guy and asked him.

"Who is she? What's her name?"

"She used to have a name. But now she is everyone, if that makes any sense." He replied 🙂💕🪽☀️

He was supposedly very close to enlightenment. 🪽☀️

A divine being appeared in front of him.

"Ask me anything you want." Being said.

"I don't want anything for me. I just want her to be free forever from the cycle of birth and death. Like, you know, she can live in higher realms or something.. or maybe she can have all the superpowers, peace, love, wisdom, and light. Like the veil of illusion can never hide her higher self from her, even if she chooses to reincarnate. Like she reincarnates with all her wisdom and knowledge of who she is. I don't know. just give her everything that's beautiful, good, and peaceful so she never suffers. Like whatever good and beautiful God wants for me, give it to her instead. And don't let her spirit know that it's me who wished that for her, otherwise she won't feel good that I gave up my enlightenment for her.

And erase her face from my mind so I can only remember her name. Like I loved someone, but I can't remember her face. But she is gone now forever. Like I will never see her again. Not in spirit. Not in physical form. You know, it's like a flame on a candle wick that blew out. And no other flame will be her. But also every flame will have her essence."

"That doesn't work like that. Her spirit will know your wishes. Everything and everyone is connected. And whatever you wish for her will resonate back to you. The river flows both ways." The being replied 🙂

An angel heard their conversation. He was moved by this scene between them. When that Divine being disappeared, he went to that guy and asked him.

"Who is she? What's her name?"

"She used to have a name. But now she is everyone, if that makes any sense." He replied 🙂💕🪽☀️

He was supposedly very close to enlightenment. 🪽☀️

A divine being appeared in front of him.

"Ask me anything you want." Being said.

"I don't want anything for me. I just want her to be free forever from the cycle of birth and death. Like, you know, she can live in higher realms or something.. or maybe she can have all the superpowers, peace, love, wisdom, and light. Like the veil of illusion can never hide her higher self from her, even if she chooses to reincarnate. Like she reincarnates with all her wisdom and knowledge of who she is. I don't know. just give her everything that's beautiful, good, and peaceful so she never suffers. Like whatever good and beautiful God wants for me, give it to her instead. And don't let her spirit know that it's me who wished that for her, otherwise she won't feel good that I gave up my enlightenment for her.

And erase her face from my mind so I can only remember her name. Like I loved someone, but I can't remember her face. But she is gone now forever. Like I will never see her again. Not in spirit. Not in physical form. You know, it's like a flame on a candle wick that blew out. And no other flame will be her. But also every flame will have her essence."

"That doesn't work like that. Her spirit will know your wishes. Everything and everyone is connected. And whatever you wish for her will resonate back to you. The river flows both ways." The being replied 🙂

An angel heard their conversation. He was moved by this scene between them. When that Divine being disappeared, he went to that guy and asked him.

"Who is she? What's her name?"

"She used to have a name. But now she is everyone, if that makes any sense." He replied 🙂💕🪽☀️

Once the universe dreamed itself being a rock. There was a piece of rock among countless pieces of gold on a beach. Whoever came to the beach picked up gold instead of that rock and brought that gold home. Rock thought he is just a rock and has no value and no one will ever pick him up. Or take him home with them. He doesn't shine like gold. He isn't valuable according to people.

One day a child came up on that beach and he saw that rock. He found that rock very cool, unique, and beautiful. Instead of gold he picked up that rock and took him home and placed him on a shelf in his room.

No matter if the entire world thinks that you have supposedly no value. There's someone out there who sees your beauty. 🙂

You don't have to be valuable in the world. You just have to know that someone will find you valuable and cool even if you have no value in the world.

I have no idea what message I'm trying to share with the world with this.. but these thoughts came to me today and I feel like sharing them with people.

It's just that I know we all have felt like that rock at some point in our lives and wondered what we are doing on this piece of rock floating in space when we hit rock bottom trying to become like gold..

Well, if we stop trying to become gold and be comfortable in our own rocky nature/ skin then we will find peace being just a rock who has no value but at the same time we have so much beauty because each of us is a unique configuration of the universe.

Guys, I love you all. 💕🙂 Not because you are gold. But because you are a unique expression of this universe. And whatever Universe creates is beautiful because whatever Universe creates is made of universe. And the Universe is very beautiful. 🥰

Like when you look at someone's eyes you're not looking at their eyes. You're looking at the universe that's appearing as beautiful eyes. When you look at your own nails you're not looking at your nails. You're looking at universe appearing as nails. And nails are very cool. You see that whitish sun-like pattern just above your thumb skin on your nails.. like half sun is rising from the sea.. I don't know. It's just a beautiful design.

Look at someone's lips when they're talking. You see how red they are.. like universe could have made our lips blue, yellow, or green. But universe chose red lips. I don't know why SHE chose red lips.. and it's crazy no one's fingerprint matches with someone else's. Like how is this even possible? How is nature doing this.

God ( SHE, UNIVERSE ) is beautiful and full of love. And full of cuteness. Look at the cats. When SHE appears as cats and kittens. SHE looks so innocent and fragile. But at the same time SHE is the mother of the universe who holds all the fragile things in HER.

Okay I'm going to stop talking now. I don't need to talk about how beautiful God is. We all know that 💕🙂🙏

Once the universe dreamed itself being a rock. There was a piece of rock among countless pieces of gold on a beach. Whoever came to the beach picked up gold instead of that rock and brought that gold home. Rock thought he is just a rock and has no value and no one will ever pick him up. Or take him home with them. He doesn't shine like gold. He isn't valuable according to people.

One day a child came up on that beach and he saw that rock. He found that rock very cool, unique, and beautiful. Instead of gold he picked up that rock and took him home and placed him on a shelf in his room.

No matter if the entire world thinks that you have supposedly no value. There's someone out there who sees your beauty. 🙂

You don't have to be valuable in the world. You just have to know that someone will find you valuable and cool even if you have no value in the world.

I have no idea what message I'm trying to share with the world with this.. but these thoughts came to me today and I feel like sharing them with people.

It's just that I know we all have felt like that rock at some point in our lives and wondered what we are doing on this piece of rock floating in space when we hit rock bottom trying to become like gold..

Well, if we stop trying to become gold and be comfortable in our own rocky nature/ skin then we will find peace being just a rock who has no value but at the same time we have so much beauty because each of us is a unique configuration of the universe.

Guys, I love you all. 💕🙂 Not because you are gold. But because you are a unique expression of this universe. And whatever Universe creates is beautiful because whatever Universe creates is made of universe. And the Universe is very beautiful. 🥰

Like when you look at someone's eyes you're not looking at their eyes. You're looking at the universe that's appearing as beautiful eyes. When you look at your own nails you're not looking at your nails. You're looking at universe appearing as nails. And nails are very cool. You see that whitish sun-like pattern just above your thumb skin on your nails.. like half sun is rising from the sea.. I don't know. It's just a beautiful design.

Look at someone's lips when they're talking. You see how red they are.. like universe could have made our lips blue, yellow, or green. But universe chose red lips. I don't know why SHE chose red lips.. and it's crazy no one's fingerprint matches with someone else's. Like how is this even possible? How is nature doing this.

God ( SHE, UNIVERSE ) is beautiful and full of love. And full of cuteness. Look at the cats. When SHE appears as cats and kittens. SHE looks so innocent and fragile. But at the same time SHE is the mother of the universe who holds all the fragile things in HER.

Okay I'm going to stop talking now. I don't need to talk about how beautiful God is. We all know that 💕🙂🙏

Guys, when we see a cycle, do we see a cycle or do we see separate parts like brakes, handlebars, seat, chain, gears, tyres, and frame?

There is no cycle without brakes, chain, tyres, or handlebars. But no part individually makes a cycle. Only a tyre isn't a complete cycle.

And we have never seen a cycle as one thing. We have only seen things assembled as a cycle. There's no such thing as a cycle, but there's also something that is a cycle.

Our being is like that. It's invisible and visible at the same time. It's real and unreal at the same time. It has no parts, form, or qualities. Yet it appears as bodies, thoughts, feelings, and personality when it interacts with other parts of the universe.

Like when I pedal a cycle, the entire cycle moves forward. If I press the brakes, the tyres stop moving. And if I rotate the handle, the cycle changes its direction.

We are like that. Everything in the universe is moving and appearing and stopping and disappearing because other things are moving and appearing and stopping and disappearing.

Anyways, guys, I wrote something months ago. It's like a story I wrote. I'm going to share it in this community today. 🙂

So this is that story. 🙂🪽💕

The wisdom of thousands of galaxies.

A mother and her 8-year-old son were building a sandcastle on a beach. Hands dusty. The boy's eyes lit with wonder and joy as Mom guided him to build an imaginary world from wet sand.

A wave came and crashed on the sandcastle. The boy shouted in fear, "No!"

Mom was calm. She leaned closer to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "We will build something better this time."

They started building again. This time with a better shape.

Then a wave came again. It destroyed the sandcastle again.

The boy was sad now. Why keep building if waves keep destroying it?

Mom's eyes shone like she had the wisdom of thousands of galaxies. She said, "Sometimes the universe breaks you. Not to punish you or hurt you, but to help you loosen your grip on things you thought would last forever. Nothing is solid, my dear. Everything is made of the same thing. Look at your own body."

The boy looked at his own body. He was made of the same sand as the sandcastle. He got scared. Then he looked at his mom. She was also made of the same sand.

"Mom, are we also going to dissolve back into the sea when the waves come hugging us?"

Mom smiled. "Yes, my dear. But you are not the sand."

"You will remain. Watch."

A big wave came and crashed into them. They both dissolved into beach sand.

But something remained. And from that something, the sand started to build itself up as mom and son.

They both started to build sandcastles again. 🙂

They went back to the house near the beach. The boy held his mom's hand. It was dark in the room. Mom said, "Let there be light." Mom lit a candle 🕯️. The boy watched the flame with excitement.

"Mom, where did the flame come from?"

Mom didn't answer but blew out the candle gently. The room was dark again.

The boy got scared. "Mom, the flame is gone!"

Mom struck another match and lit the candle again.

Mom looked into the boy's eyes gently. Her eyes shone with the wisdom of thousands of galaxies.

"My dear, did the flame ever go away, or was it waiting for the right conditions to appear again?"

She didn't wait for his answer. She explained further. "Everything arises when conditions are right. Everything disappears when conditions change. But the source is never lost. It's always there, waiting for the right conditions to birth everything.

Sometimes your kindness and love aren't returned from the same person. But they always come back to you wearing a different mask and name. The source doesn't change. The forms change. Always remember that"

The boy wasn't afraid of darkness anymore. Light was always there, just waiting for someone to strike the match.

One day, the boy woke up alone in the house. He couldn't find his mom anywhere. He searched every corner of the house. He went outside to look for his mom. He went to the beach where he and his mom used to make sandcastles.

His heart started to beat faster. Tears started to fill his eyes.

"Mom! Where are you?"

No answer. He was confused and scared and alone.

Then suddenly he heard a voice inside his head.

"Remember what I taught you."

He closed his eyes. He felt the breeze on his skin. He heard birds singing in the trees. He felt warm sunlight on his face.

"Son, that's me! Everything you experience is me. You're never separate from me.

You're trying to give me a shape, a body. I was never the body.

I was the sand. I was the flame.

I am the warmth of the sun on your skin.

Love is never lost, my dear. It just stops pretending to be one person.

Then Mom reappeared. She smiled. Her eyes shone with the wisdom of thousands of galaxies.

The boy hugged his mom so tight.

"Don't ever scare me like that, Mom! "

When you touch a branch of a tree or a leaf attached to a tree, are you touching the entire tree or just one branch?

You don't have to touch all the branches and leaves simultaneously to touch the tree. Touch anywhere, and you're touching a tree. 🌳

When you touch someone's hand, are you touching that person or just their hand?

When you put your hand in any area of the river water, are you touching the entire river or not?

When you love your dog, you're loving the entire universe.

When you are kind to just one person, you're being kind to the entire universe.

When you smell a flower, you're smelling the entire universe.

When you see a sunrise, you're seeing the beauty of the entire universe.

When you hear a bird singing, you're hearing the entire universe through that bird song.

God can be known through the finite.

Even though no finite vessel can contain God, because God is too vast to be contained in any finite form.

We don't need the entire ocean. We just need to taste a glass of water to know what the ocean is.

He was in deep sleepless-sleep meditation. Neither awake nor asleep. Nothing was happening. It was all dark. Not even dark, as there was no light either. But he was somehow aware of his own existence. Then a thought arose..

"What am I?" 🤔

A voice appeared. Not his, but also not separate from him. It didn't come from inside or outside. It was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. That voice said, "You're everything, my love." 🙂

Then he asked, "Who are you?"

The voice replied, "I'm everything, my love."

Then he said, "I want to see you (us). Let's see everything."

Then she became the entire universe. She became galaxies, planets, aliens, fish, music, clouds, cats, trees, thoughts, emotions, higher realms, lower realms.

In some vessels she never forgot who they were.

And in some vessels she forgot who they were.

And he saw his own beauty, love, wisdom, and magic through her manifested qualities and forms.

"Hey, you know without you I would have never figured out what I was. Thank you for showing me what we are by putting clothes on me made of the universe." He said

"Actually, it was very cold and dark and colorless here without you." He continued after a pause. "Like, I don't need you. I can live without you, but without you I don't know how to express love, joy, and knowledge.. without you (the universe), it's like talking to myself in a silent empty room." 🙂

She (the creator of all creations) said, "I know love needs two to express itself. We can't clap with one hand. We can't have a buyer without a seller. We can't have a teacher without a student. We can't have a tree without leaves and branches and a trunk."

"But the tree is still there even without branches and leaves, right?" he asked.

She replied, "Yes, the tree is still there as the roots, as the seed, as a deep state of unmanifested-ness ready to manifest all its tree qualities by growing a trunk, branches, leaves, and fruits."

"Hey, what do I do now? Like what now that I know what I am and what you are..what we are?" he asked.

She replied, "Do whatever makes you happy. Do whatever fills your invisible heart with love. Do whatever keeps your soul alive with love and light." 🙂

"Hey, you know sometimes you're very annoying, dark, and not good. Like you do things that keep people in amnesia (away from love and wisdom)," he said sadly. 🙁

"Sorry, I'm still asleep in some vessels, but that will change. I'm waking up slowly. We can't rush this awakening process. Too much water and sunlight can harm plants."

She replied.

"What do you mean too much water and sunlight can harm plants?" 🤔

"It's like too much sugar can harm your teeth." She replied softly 🙂

"I still don't get it." 🤔

"What I'm trying to say is that if we fill finite vessels with the knowledge of the divine before their nervous system and heart are strong enough to handle the truth... it's like those pots made of clay. If we fill them with water before they are fully baked, they will crack," she replied.

"Oh, I get it now. Thanks for explaining," he replied.

"Hey, should I go back to sleepless sleep now? 😴" he asked.

"You're already tired of my creation, my love?" she joked 😘

"No, it's just that I..." He didn't finish his sentence.

"Love my creation as your own self. And I'll always keep you loving back through every vessel, even when I'm in deep sleep in that vessel. If you love me with all your heart, I'll be your peace, rest, and strength. You will never get tired of my creation. And remember, you don't have to touch all of me. Touch anything and you're touching God. Love anything and you're loving God. You're loving yourself through that finite form 💕😘

"And how do I love the parts that are deep asleep in the dream of separation?" he asked.

There was a fire burning nearby. 🔥

She said, looking at the fire, "I'm that fire too, but you don't touch the fire, right? You don't hate the fire for being hot, and neither do you love the fire for being hot. You just let fire be fire and accept that its nature right now is to burn. You just keep your distance enough that you get its warmth but not get burned. That's how all the sleeping parts of me are in the world. Be neutral. Let your light shine in the darkness equally, like the North Star shining bright in the dark sky. 🌠

People who see your light will be drawn to you."

"And when I want to dissolve back into you?" He asked

"You're already dissolved into me. I didn't create the universe to separate yourself from you. I created the universe so you can know and touch yourself through me" 🙂💕

When you touch a branch of a tree or a leaf attached to a tree, are you touching the entire tree or just one branch?

You don't have to touch all the branches and leaves simultaneously to touch the tree. Touch anywhere, and you're touching a tree. 🌳

When you touch someone's hand, are you touching that person or just their hand?

When you put your hand in any area of the river water, are you touching the entire river or not?

When you love your dog, you're loving the entire universe.

When you are kind to just one person, you're being kind to the entire universe.

When you smell a flower, you're smelling the entire universe.

When you see a sunrise, you're seeing the beauty of the entire universe.

When you hear a bird singing, you're hearing the entire universe through that bird song.

God can be known through the finite.

Even though no finite vessel can contain God, because God is too vast to be contained in any finite form.

We don't need the entire ocean. We just need to taste a glass of water to know what the ocean is.

He was in deep sleepless-sleep meditation. Neither awake nor asleep. Nothing was happening. It was all dark. Not even dark, as there was no light either. But he was somehow aware of his own existence. Then a thought arose..

"What am I?" 🤔

A voice appeared. Not his, but also not separate from him. It didn't come from inside or outside. It was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. That voice said, "You're everything, my love." 🙂

Then he asked, "Who are you?"

The voice replied, "I'm everything, my love."

Then he said, "I want to see you (us). Let's see everything."

Then she became the entire universe. She became galaxies, planets, aliens, fish, music, clouds, cats, trees, thoughts, emotions, higher realms, lower realms.

In some vessels she never forgot who they were.

And in some vessels she forgot who they were.

And he saw his own beauty, love, wisdom, and magic through her manifested qualities and forms.

"Hey, you know without you I would have never figured out what I was. Thank you for showing me what we are by putting clothes on me made of the universe." He said

"Actually, it was very cold and dark and colorless here without you." He continued after a pause. "Like, I don't need you. I can live without you, but without you I don't know how to express love, joy, and knowledge.. without you (the universe), it's like talking to myself in a silent empty room." 🙂

She (the creator of all creations) said, "I know love needs two to express itself. We can't clap with one hand. We can't have a buyer without a seller. We can't have a teacher without a student. We can't have a tree without leaves and branches and a trunk."

"But the tree is still there even without branches and leaves, right?" he asked.

She replied, "Yes, the tree is still there as the roots, as the seed, as a deep state of unmanifested-ness ready to manifest all its tree qualities by growing a trunk, branches, leaves, and fruits."

"Hey, what do I do now? Like what now that I know what I am and what you are..what we are?" he asked.

She replied, "Do whatever makes you happy. Do whatever fills your invisible heart with love. Do whatever keeps your soul alive with love and light." 🙂

"Hey, you know sometimes you're very annoying, dark, and not good. Like you do things that keep people in amnesia (away from love and wisdom)," he said sadly. 🙁

"Sorry, I'm still asleep in some vessels, but that will change. I'm waking up slowly. We can't rush this awakening process. Too much water and sunlight can harm plants."

She replied.

"What do you mean too much water and sunlight can harm plants?" 🤔

"It's like too much sugar can harm your teeth." She replied softly 🙂

"I still don't get it." 🤔

"What I'm trying to say is that if we fill finite vessels with the knowledge of the divine before their nervous system and heart are strong enough to handle the truth... it's like those pots made of clay. If we fill them with water before they are fully baked, they will crack," she replied.

"Oh, I get it now. Thanks for explaining," he replied.

"Hey, should I go back to sleepless sleep now? 😴" he asked.

"You're already tired of my creation, my love?" she joked 😘

"No, it's just that I..." He didn't finish his sentence.

"Love my creation as your own self. And I'll always keep you loving back through every vessel, even when I'm in deep sleep in that vessel. If you love me with all your heart, I'll be your peace, rest, and strength. You will never get tired of my creation. And remember, you don't have to touch all of me. Touch anything and you're touching God. Love anything and you're loving God. You're loving yourself through that finite form 💕😘

"And how do I love the parts that are deep asleep in the dream of separation?" he asked.

There was a fire burning nearby. 🔥

She said, looking at the fire, "I'm that fire too, but you don't touch the fire, right? You don't hate the fire for being hot, and neither do you love the fire for being hot. You just let fire be fire and accept that its nature right now is to burn. You just keep your distance enough that you get its warmth but not get burned. That's how all the sleeping parts of me are in the world. Be neutral. Let your light shine in the darkness equally, like the North Star shining bright in the dark sky. 🌠

People who see your light will be drawn to you."

"And when I want to dissolve back into you?" He asked

"You're already dissolved into me. I didn't create the universe to separate yourself from you. I created the universe so you can know and touch yourself through me" 🙂💕

Guys, I watched a TV show a hundred years ago. It was an anime TV series called Mobile Suit Gundam. It was about robots. People would be inside these robot suits and fight with each other. Something like that. Actually, it was like a school, and I think these robot fighting matches were like sports. I don't remember exactly.

There was always a scene of a girl in a dorm room with other students in the room as well. I think it was kind of a common hall room because it was a big room. There were a few students in that room who might belong to the same section or group, like in Harry Potter, where some students belonged to Gryffindor and stayed together as roommates. Anyways, in that scene, some students are talking with each other, some are playing, and some are writing. I don't remember exactly, but they were always shown busy with something. But there was this girl who was always in a meditation posture, like cross-legged, floating in the air, her eyes closed. Whenever this room scene showed up in the episodes, she was always in that peaceful meditation, like she was so peaceful and still that the world around her didn't touch her senses. Like it didn't pour into her inner world of stillness.

I have no idea why that scene of her got stuck in my head, but I wanted to be like her. Just close my eyes and do meditation all day. Guys, it was not even about meditation. It's just that she reminded me of home or something.

If I could go into that TV show somehow and talk to her, I would say, “I don't know what you have, but I want to be like you. Like just switch off the world around me and taste this sleepless sleep.” 😴

But sometimes I wonder, she must have opened her eyes and gone to the bathroom, drunk water, eaten food, or just walked around, like engaged with the world. But they never showed her like that in that room scene.

But if she doesn't have a body, then she doesn't even need to engage with the world. She can be like that forever, frozen in that peaceful sleepless sleep where even time stops.

Sometimes I thought that maybe she is in another reality where she's sitting in a beautiful landscape and watching trees and mountains, while her body is in a meditation state in the room. Like, you know, her consciousness is somewhere else without moving or traveling, like switching the channel of our reality to somewhere more peaceful while her body is in the room.

Guys, sometimes I imagine that I'm that girl, and my body is somewhere in that room in a meditation pose, floating in the air, and I'm here on Earth. Like my consciousness is accessing this world, but my body is very peaceful and still in that room.

And when I close my eyes in my house, in a room, and if she could talk to me, she would say, “Hey, you don't need to think about anything, you don't need to do anything, you don't need to become anything. Forget for now that the universe exists. Only you exist without a body. You're nowhere in the universe, and the universe doesn't need your presence, and you don't need anything to exist. But you are. You're complete and whole, and I love you. Love means that no matter what scene you wear from the infinite possibilities in the universe, I'm always one with you as that scene.”

But I can't be in my room forever. I have to engage with the world.

I think she would say to me that the world is also me. If you love me, then let me be the way I am. Don't judge me or run away from me. Embrace me fully without getting attached to beautiful and peaceful scenes.

See me in your mom, see me in your sister, see me in your friend, see me in that stranger. Feel me in the food you eat. Let me touch you as the breeze in the park. Let me be the tears when you have tears for no reason. Let me be that ache in your chest when you miss me but can't actually find me in any finite form. See me as clouds. See me as dogs, cats, chickens, and insects. Know that I'm always experiencing the world through your eyes, ears, heart, and mind.

Unconditional love is without any condition. That means knowing that I'm always with you no matter what the conditions are.

Love is the union of two-ness, where there are not two souls but one soul that can experience the world through infinite souls.

This is already the case. Only she exists alone in the universe. In some bodies, she wakes up, and in some bodies, she is still sleeping.

She is the male and also the female.

She is the mother and also her child.

She is the teacher and also the student.

She is the giver and also the receiver.

She is the thought and also the one who knows that thought.

She is the lover and the beloved.

She can see everything and everyone, but she can't see herself. But paradoxically, because nothing is outside of her, she's only seeing herself.

Guys, you have never loved and wanted anything so badly but her. If there's nothing other than her to experience, then you can never fall out of love.

The hardest thing to love is her because if you love her, then you have to see your being (her) in everyone and everything.

The easiest and simplest thing to love is her because if you love her, then she's your own self.

Love yourself. If you really love yourself 100%, you're loving her.

Nothing is more beautiful than having the Beloved (God) as your own soul. 💕

Guys, many weeks ago I wrote something in one of my posts that everything (all the scenes) are rotating around you like Saturn's ring 🪐

She can appear as a nightmare scene. She can also appear as a peaceful, loving scene.

She (you, we all) are infinite pieces of mirrors of her, reflecting our own inner state as reality.

If someone is watching a horror movie all day and night, they're inviting her to appear as horror and nightmare feelings.

If someone is sitting in a park, eating salad and just being peaceful and happy, then they're not feeling fear. They are happy and peaceful.

What you consume through your thoughts and feelings will eventually start to consume you. If you consume love, positivity, happiness, goodness, and joy, then they will show up more in your reality.

It's like there are infinite books in a library, but we are only choosing to read good, happy books that nourish our souls with love and peace.

But I know she can appear as a really dirty, bad, horror, hellish book as well, as she's infinity from both poles.

Guys, it's like this. It doesn't matter what kind of scenes and realities are in the universe.

You become the scene that you want to be. Right now, I'm a scene that's writing this post to you on Reddit. Later, I'll be a scene walking outside.

Some people are becoming scenes right now where they're angry and hurting each other with words.

Some people are becoming kind and loving scenes where they're showing tolerance and don't let the world shake their inner state.

It's like I say to her, “What are you?”

She replies, “I'm your mirror. I am what you are. If you have love in you, then I'm that love. If you have hate in you, then I'm that hate. I'm always with you, reflecting your inner state.”

But when we close our eyes like that meditation girl in that show and we are not engaging with the world through our senses, then she's stillness that is not reflecting any positive or negative qualities. She's in a neutral state. She's very peaceful and complete in that state. And when she opens her eyes, she becomes the world (scenes) again.

If the world becomes too loud or overwhelming and you need rest, then become neutral 😴

And when you feel like moving and engaging in the world, then become love.

Love will bring happiness and joy.

Neutral state will bring peace and rest.

Trust in her will bring stability when the world is unstable.

And I know sometimes she will appear in your reality as something uncomfortable or something that is not good.

My friend said to me that if you want wisdom and ask the universe for a teacher, then the lessons that stir uncomfortable feelings within you are the best ones.

So any person or situation that seems not in harmony and alignment with love and light is her as a teacher, in a way, to help you not lose your love, peace, and patience even when she is appearing as darkness and ignorance.

It's like, “Hey, I love you in this form too because I love you for no reason. But I don't like when you do the role of dark and bad and try to shake my love, peace, and patience. Can you appear as loving, wise, and light again in my reality? 🙂

If you won't change, then I'll change the scene, as there's no point in me being in the scene of darkness and sadness. I know every face is God's face, but my God is love and light. I will always find you as love and light even in the darkest corners of the world. It's like if a bird pooped on my shirt while flying, I will still find beauty and love in that scene by not focusing on the poop but focusing on how beautiful that bird is. How beautiful, amazing, and funny it is that she can appear as a bird, poop on a shirt, and a guy trying to find beauty and love in this scene. It's like a beautiful painting. Every scene is like a beautiful painting. It's perfect and complete even if it's a scene of bird poop on your shirt 🙂

Love and joy are not in the scenes. Scenes are neutral like paintings. Love and joy arise from within as reflections of your inner state. That's why some kids can play in mud and be happy and enjoy themselves, and someone else is worried about getting their clothes dirty. Same scene. Kids are getting fun and joy out of playing in the mud, and the other person is afraid of getting their clothes dirty 🙂

But there are other ways to feel love and joy without getting your clothes dirty. Just take a banana or an apple and walk outside and eat it. And also feel the nice breeze and smell of flowers. Just do whatever brings you closer to the frequency of love, beauty, and light 🙂

Omg! Look at the length of this post. I talked too much. Hehe. All this talking just to describe her… and I still failed miserably to capture her in words. 🙂

I could have just written one word to describe her.

SHE is the reflection in the mirror of my mind and heart. Keep your heart and mind clear and polished ( empty of distortions and illusions) so the mirror can reflect HER as Love and light in your world. 🙏🪽💕☀️

Guys, I watched a TV show a hundred years ago. It was an anime TV series called Mobile Suit Gundam. It was about robots. People would be inside these robot suits and fight with each other. Something like that. Actually, it was like a school, and I think these robot fighting matches were like sports. I don't remember exactly.

There was always a scene of a girl in a dorm room with other students in the room as well. I think it was kind of a common hall room because it was a big room. There were a few students in that room who might belong to the same section or group, like in Harry Potter, where some students belonged to Gryffindor and stayed together as roommates. Anyways, in that scene, some students are talking with each other, some are playing, and some are writing. I don't remember exactly, but they were always shown busy with something. But there was this girl who was always in a meditation posture, like cross-legged, floating in the air, her eyes closed. Whenever this room scene showed up in the episodes, she was always in that peaceful meditation, like she was so peaceful and still that the world around her didn't touch her senses. Like it didn't pour into her inner world of stillness.

I have no idea why that scene of her got stuck in my head, but I wanted to be like her. Just close my eyes and do meditation all day. Guys, it was not even about meditation. It's just that she reminded me of home or something.

If I could go into that TV show somehow and talk to her, I would say, “I don't know what you have, but I want to be like you. Like just switch off the world around me and taste this sleepless sleep.” 😴

But sometimes I wonder, she must have opened her eyes and gone to the bathroom, drunk water, eaten food, or just walked around, like engaged with the world. But they never showed her like that in that room scene.

But if she doesn't have a body, then she doesn't even need to engage with the world. She can be like that forever, frozen in that peaceful sleepless sleep where even time stops.

Sometimes I thought that maybe she is in another reality where she's sitting in a beautiful landscape and watching trees and mountains, while her body is in a meditation state in the room. Like, you know, her consciousness is somewhere else without moving or traveling, like switching the channel of our reality to somewhere more peaceful while her body is in the room.

Guys, sometimes I imagine that I'm that girl, and my body is somewhere in that room in a meditation pose, floating in the air, and I'm here on Earth. Like my consciousness is accessing this world, but my body is very peaceful and still in that room.

And when I close my eyes in my house, in a room, and if she could talk to me, she would say, “Hey, you don't need to think about anything, you don't need to do anything, you don't need to become anything. Forget for now that the universe exists. Only you exist without a body. You're nowhere in the universe, and the universe doesn't need your presence, and you don't need anything to exist. But you are. You're complete and whole, and I love you. Love means that no matter what scene you wear from the infinite possibilities in the universe, I'm always one with you as that scene.”

But I can't be in my room forever. I have to engage with the world.

I think she would say to me that the world is also me. If you love me, then let me be the way I am. Don't judge me or run away from me. Embrace me fully without getting attached to beautiful and peaceful scenes.

See me in your mom, see me in your sister, see me in your friend, see me in that stranger. Feel me in the food you eat. Let me touch you as the breeze in the park. Let me be the tears when you have tears for no reason. Let me be that ache in your chest when you miss me but can't actually find me in any finite form. See me as clouds. See me as dogs, cats, chickens, and insects. Know that I'm always experiencing the world through your eyes, ears, heart, and mind.

Unconditional love is without any condition. That means knowing that I'm always with you no matter what the conditions are.

Love is the union of two-ness, where there are not two souls but one soul that can experience the world through infinite souls.

This is already the case. Only she exists alone in the universe. In some bodies, she wakes up, and in some bodies, she is still sleeping.

She is the male and also the female.

She is the mother and also her child.

She is the teacher and also the student.

She is the giver and also the receiver.

She is the thought and also the one who knows that thought.

She is the lover and the beloved.

She can see everything and everyone, but she can't see herself. But paradoxically, because nothing is outside of her, she's only seeing herself.

Guys, you have never loved and wanted anything so badly but her. If there's nothing other than her to experience, then you can never fall out of love.

The hardest thing to love is her because if you love her, then you have to see your being (her) in everyone and everything.

The easiest and simplest thing to love is her because if you love her, then she's your own self.

Love yourself. If you really love yourself 100%, you're loving her.

Nothing is more beautiful than having the Beloved (God) as your own soul. 💕

Guys, many weeks ago I wrote something in one of my posts that everything (all the scenes) are rotating around you like Saturn's ring 🪐

She can appear as a nightmare scene. She can also appear as a peaceful, loving scene.

She (you, we all) are infinite pieces of mirrors of her, reflecting our own inner state as reality.

If someone is watching a horror movie all day and night, they're inviting her to appear as horror and nightmare feelings.

If someone is sitting in a park, eating salad and just being peaceful and happy, then they're not feeling fear. They are happy and peaceful.

What you consume through your thoughts and feelings will eventually start to consume you. If you consume love, positivity, happiness, goodness, and joy, then they will show up more in your reality.

It's like there are infinite books in a library, but we are only choosing to read good, happy books that nourish our souls with love and peace.

But I know she can appear as a really dirty, bad, horror, hellish book as well, as she's infinity from both poles.

Guys, it's like this. It doesn't matter what kind of scenes and realities are in the universe.

You become the scene that you want to be. Right now, I'm a scene that's writing this post to you on Reddit. Later, I'll be a scene walking outside.

Some people are becoming scenes right now where they're angry and hurting each other with words.

Some people are becoming kind and loving scenes where they're showing tolerance and don't let the world shake their inner state.

It's like I say to her, “What are you?”

She replies, “I'm your mirror. I am what you are. If you have love in you, then I'm that love. If you have hate in you, then I'm that hate. I'm always with you, reflecting your inner state.”

But when we close our eyes like that meditation girl in that show and we are not engaging with the world through our senses, then she's stillness that is not reflecting any positive or negative qualities. She's in a neutral state. She's very peaceful and complete in that state. And when she opens her eyes, she becomes the world (scenes) again.

If the world becomes too loud or overwhelming and you need rest, then become neutral 😴

And when you feel like moving and engaging in the world, then become love.

Love will bring happiness and joy.

Neutral state will bring peace and rest.

Trust in her will bring stability when the world is unstable.

And I know sometimes she will appear in your reality as something uncomfortable or something that is not good.

My friend said to me that if you want wisdom and ask the universe for a teacher, then the lessons that stir uncomfortable feelings within you are the best ones.

So any person or situation that seems not in harmony and alignment with love and light is her as a teacher, in a way, to help you not lose your love, peace, and patience even when she is appearing as darkness and ignorance.

It's like, “Hey, I love you in this form too because I love you for no reason. But I don't like when you do the role of dark and bad and try to shake my love, peace, and patience. Can you appear as loving, wise, and light again in my reality? 🙂

If you won't change, then I'll change the scene, as there's no point in me being in the scene of darkness and sadness. I know every face is God's face, but my God is love and light. I will always find you as love and light even in the darkest corners of the world. It's like if a bird pooped on my shirt while flying, I will still find beauty and love in that scene by not focusing on the poop but focusing on how beautiful that bird is. How beautiful, amazing, and funny it is that she can appear as a bird, poop on a shirt, and a guy trying to find beauty and love in this scene. It's like a beautiful painting. Every scene is like a beautiful painting. It's perfect and complete even if it's a scene of bird poop on your shirt 🙂

Love and joy are not in the scenes. Scenes are neutral like paintings. Love and joy arise from within as reflections of your inner state. That's why some kids can play in mud and be happy and enjoy themselves, and someone else is worried about getting their clothes dirty. Same scene. Kids are getting fun and joy out of playing in the mud, and the other person is afraid of getting their clothes dirty 🙂

But there are other ways to feel love and joy without getting your clothes dirty. Just take a banana or an apple and walk outside and eat it. And also feel the nice breeze and smell of flowers. Just do whatever brings you closer to the frequency of love, beauty, and light 🙂

Omg! Look at the length of this post. I talked too much. Hehe. All this talking just to describe her… and I still failed miserably to capture her in words. 🙂

I could have just written one word to describe her.

SHE is the reflection in the mirror of my mind and heart. Keep your heart and mind clear and polished ( empty of distortions and illusions) so the mirror can reflect HER as Love and light in your world. 🙏🪽💕☀️

Guys, imagine you went to a party where everyone is wearing a costume and you can't see their face or body. And also they made up their names and you don't know their real name or face or body. They are all interacting with each other and relating to each other, and hence they are having stories that become part of their life - "I'm this person.. I have this.. they are my family or friend. They think I'm smart or stupid. They're this or that.."

But if they all are not their true self from the starting, then every interaction they have or will have with others who are also wearing costumes is not real in a way. It's real in experience but not the reality itself.

Same is with our spirits.. Like guys, you can never see me. You are only seeing my face and body as a costume. I didn't choose my name. My parents gave me my name. All I know is they could have named me Jellyfish.. 😬

Like even if I leave this body right now and appear to you as a spirit, it will still have a subtle costume. I don't know how I would look in a subtle body.

What I'm trying to say is that we have never seen each other- not the true face because we have no face or name.

Like if something is real, it would stay that way forever.

When someone says "You're this or you're that. You're like this or that".. but I can't be anything, because I'm not any scene or an object. I'm not the interactions. I'm not my character or personality. I'm just me.

It's like if someone is wearing dirty clothes, do they become dirty? No, the clothes are dirty but not them.

So I'm wearing the universe right now. I don't become the universe.

I don't become shame, nervousness, desires, stupidity, or any other qualities. They're just clothes, just scenes put on my consciousness, and I feel like I'm shame, nervousness, stupidity, or whatever.

Same way, I don't become love, joy, wisdom, innocence, or any other qualities. They're also just clothes, just scenes put on my consciousness, and I feel like I'm love, joy, wisdom, or whatever.

But I'm always going to wear clothes of qualities. The quality of my consciousness makes my spirit weak or strong, so to speak.

If I'm wearing clothes of love, joy, and calmness, then I would have a good experience and interact with others in a refined, loving way.

And if I'm wearing clothes of fear, shame, or unhappiness, then I won't feel good, and my interactions with the world won't be enjoyable or refined.

I don't know. It's just that the spirit is one with the universe. Just like you won't walk outside your house without clothes, the same way your spirit can't interact with the universe without having some sort of personality, character, or qualities.

Wear beautiful clothes made of love, wisdom, and joy. 🙏👽☀️🪽💕✨🌈

Guys, I read somewhere that God sleeps in rocks, dreams in plants, stirs in animals, and wakes up in humans 🙂 I felt like sharing these beautiful words with you because they are very poetic 🙂

It’s been a while since I shared my thoughts on this forum. I hope everyone is well and finding ways to enjoy and appreciate all the beauty and love life is expressing in the earthly realm 🙂

You know, when an artist paints something or creates or writes a novel, they sign it with their name. And it’s beautiful because they deserve the credit and appreciation for the art and creativity they’ve shared and expressed. But when it comes to God, who created everything, it’s like she stepped back after creation and doesn’t even let us thank her.

Sometimes I want her to show up and I’m like, “Hey, I just want to say thank you for the four elements and everything. I’m here because of you. I can never thank you enough for my beautiful existence as an eternal spirit" 🙏🙂

But I can never find the dreamer in the dream. Just like we can never find the writer in a novel… the creator can’t be found as something created, and yet paradoxically, you have never been separate from God.

It’s like imagining she is the entire dream. I call her “she” but she’s not she.. not he..neither. it's like she has no gender, because gender implies a person with feminine or masculine aspects. I can understand so many things, even things beyond our imagination, but when it comes to her, I can’t see her as a person or an object. If someone asks me to explain “her” in one word, I couldn’t. She has infinite qualities, and at the same time, she isn’t any of those qualities. God can’t be contained in any form or vessel. That’s why no vessel can fully be God.. and yet at the same time every vessel is God

Imagine there’s a vast blue ocean, and billions of ice cubes are floating on its surface. No single ice cube contains the entire ocean, but at the same time, none of the ice cubes are separate from it, even if they have different shapes and feel solid.

Then a teacher says, “Hey, look, you’re more than just an ice cube floating on the ocean’s surface. See yourself as the blue ocean in which billions of ice cubes are floating. Look deep within, and you’ll find one still water… that’s your higher self, unmoving, beyond the ice cube form.” 🙂🪽

And you’re like, “Do I need to melt myself to become water?” 🤔

And the teacher says, “No, that’s optional. You’re already blue water, just frozen into an ice cube 🥶🧊 As water, you have the ability to become ice or even vapor.” 🙂

Melt or freeze, you’re always water 🙂 But in the melted state, it’s easier for your spirit to expand and move freely.

So we are on a journey of melting ourselves so we can expand our consciousness. We don’t become water.. it's just that we just melt the impurities that seem to trap our water-like essence into ice cubes. So paradoxically, there is no journey, because everyone is already water… but at the same time, there is a journey of melting 🙂

Imagine this life is a long dream, and I become lucid in it. I see HER.. the entire universe appearing as her. Just one form, only her. Nothing else exists besides her.

And then she says “Wakey wakey, sleepyhead!” 🙂

And I’m like, “What am I?” 🤔

And she says, “You are nothing. Eyes can’t see you. Hands can’t touch you. The mind can’t imagine you. Words can’t describe you.”

And I’m like, “Oh, so I’m an invisible mystery?”

And she says, “Yeah. you're a beautiful mystery that doens't need to be solved. 🙂

And I’m like, “But can you solve me? Can you explain what I am, why I am, how I am?”

And she laughs and says, “No, I can explain everything.. but not you.” 😬

Then I say, “I can’t see myself. I want to see myself. Can you make me visible?”

And she says, “When you look at me, you’re looking at yourself. I’m your mirror and your reflection. So you're already visible through me" 🙂

And I’m like, “If you’re me, then who am I talking to?”

And she says, “Stop thinking. Just know we are not two, okay? But we are also two in a way. Paradox.”

And I’m like, “Hey, I also want a body so I can see myself. What are you wearing? Give me that too.”

And she gives me clothes made of water, fire, earth, and air.

Then I’m like, “Hey, can I touch your hand? I’ve never touched anything before. I don’t know what it feels like to touch something"

Then she jokes, “If you touch me, I’ll disappear 🙂 and you’ll be all alone in complete darkness.” 😬

And I’m like, “Really?”

And she says, “No, I’m joking. Come on.. touch my hand" 🙂

As I move my finger toward her hand, she turns into a tree.

I pull my hand back in surprise, a little scared.

Then she speaks as the tree, “Why did you pull away? I’m the tree too. Touch me.”

As I’m about to touch the tree, she turns into a tiger and growls. 🐯

I get really scared and close my eyes, my heart beating fast.

She says, “Hey, Hey, it's okay. Open your eyes.”

I open them slowly, and she’s in human form again.🙂

“Hey, listen. There’s no other than us here. Everything you experience or see is you in another form. Don’t be scared of anything. Everything is made of you" 🙂

“Hey, can I become a tiger too like you?” I ask

“You already are everything..but one day you’ll learn to shapeshift like me.” 🙂

“Hey, what’s your name? What’s my name?” I ask

“We don’t have names, because no name can fully describe us.. but I AM Love.”

“Even when you’re in a tiger form?” I ask

She smiles, “Yeah. Love contains tigers too. Nothing is outside of Love 🙂 💕

Everything that exists in the universe is always rotating around you like an asteroid belt of Saturn. When conditions are met, the timing is right, and your frequency is aligned, it falls onto you..it gets pulled towards you as you become a powerful magnet. 🙂

And if something bad is falling on you, like an asteroid falling from the sky, then you have to burn that asteroid before it crashes on you.

How do you burn that asteroid? Like Earth’s atmosphere. She is surrounded by something that protects her core. Her atmosphere is made of joy, love, wisdom, and trust. She just cancels out every lower vibration and action with higher and positive vibrations and actions. So, she burns all the meteors and rocks before they fall on her face.

The Moon doesn't have that protection. He doesn't know how to do that, so all the asteroids fall on him, and now his face is full of scars. Even with scars, he shines beautifully, though.🌝

The Moon doesn't have water. He is thirsty. Maybe he wants to wash his face because it got dirty with all those asteroids falling on it. So, he sometimes tries to steal her waters. But he can't, as gravity is with her.

The Moon is always revolving around her, trying to find a way to bump into her and steal her oceans. But she keeps him at a distance from herself so he won't get too close.

She also won't let him drift too far away from her, as he is her flashlight when it gets dark at night.

Guys, I have no idea what I'm talking about. I'm not just talking about the Earth and the Moon.

Okay, Let's drag the Sun into this. ☀️

She revolves around the Sun. The Sun keeps her warm. The Sun lights up her world in a way that the Moon can't. The Sun is her inner being. It's where she draws her inner strength, wisdom, and unconditional love for all beings. 💕

I think the Moon isn't after her oceans. He actually revolves around her because, by doing that, he also revolves around the Sun. You know, she revolves around the Sun, and then he revolves around her, and by doing that, he is revolving around the Sun, too.

He actually wants to shine. And the only way to do that is by borrowing her Sun's light until he learns how to create his own inner Sun. ☀️

Guys, shield your Moon's face from asteroids by having an atmosphere that is made of love, truth, trust, and tolerance.

When she engages in the movie of life, she knows it's just like a long dream. She uses all situations and opportunities for her growth and mastery over her senses. She also finds ways to enjoy any kind of experience. She knows everything is neutral unless we cling to attachment or non-attachment. She neither clings nor rejects. Because she is free from the fear of loss and gain, she can love everything fully. She can enjoy everything fully.

She knows the law of resonance and attraction. She knows that when conditions are met, the timing is right, and your frequency is aligned, it falls onto you.. it gets pulled towards you as you become a powerful magnet.

She knows she is a mirror. She knows a mirror doesn't create reflections. A mirror just reflects her inner world.

Mirror, mirror, am I beautiful? 🪞

The mirror didn't reflect any face. But because the mirror didn't reflect her face, the mirror actually reflected her true face.

Stillness became movement by wearing an oversized hoodie of the four elements to enjoy the dance of existence without losing her stillness.

She's always still and at peace, with or without her oversized hoodie made of the universe.🙏