The Illusion Of Separation; Part One.
The arrival, the creation, and the senses. Once upon a time, I was just a sparkle, a tiny speck of dust and light. floating in space. I couldn't grasp myself as a thing that is separate from all the enveloping spaciousness. I was at one with countless other puny particles. All of us were weaving an ongoing dance of unity, without any beginning nor end. One thing we liked to do back then was transforming, shape-shifting, experiencing new dimensions. As we were floating carelessly like that, we would swoosh down simultaneously and use our powerful attraction towards one another and first, we would create the force of gravity as a portal through which we would later transform into our planet Earth. Here, we became little seeds planted in the warm cavity of the womb. This place was both a stop, a peaceful home where we took some rest from our travels and a primordial nursery that helped us grow into this new self-realization. First, we were a gentle, cellular blob that gl