It occurs to me that I have not written a lot lately. I seem to forget to come on and write something, and for that I apologise to you – but fear not, I have returned!
A lot has happened lately, but I won’t mention it in this post. Now, you may be thinking ‘what’s the point in mentioning that a lot has happened in that case?’. I tell thee: There is no point. I just did it to get the conversation going. I feel it much easier to write without thinking about the usefulness in what I write.
I’ve been in close contact with the personification of Everything lately, and while it does not offer much help in regards of sudden and wonderful miracles it does make a good discussion partner over a cup of tea. Yes. Tea.
I’m actually feeling somewhat happy that I am writing here again. It’s not that I’ve been dreading it, but a blog is something personal: be it for business, publicity or just to vent. Maybe it’s an online journal. I am thinking that the source is us. Well, it basically is but I am talking about a deeper level.
I have been thinking about identity and individuality with a little dose of pro – love from the channelers around the Internet. It makes for a funny mix. Whenever I questioned some odd aspects of Everything, it usually said ‘I am as I am’ – and I believed that. We are as we are. Quite simple, really, but human beings have a tendency to look for the complexity in things and as a human being, I confess that I did.
The Jewel and Its Facets
A part of me is now saying ‘oh god’ as I am writing this. I can actually hear it. You have a lot of thought patterns running around in your head, too. You just don’t hear them until you’re stuck in your mind and you realize that your thoughts aren’t really thoughts but patterns.
But where is the difference?
We’re whole on some level. You might say that separation is an illusion. Many say that. However, while the picture might not be real, the feelings are and it takes more than just a realization of where you are in this world to get rid of them.
I was dreaming of a girl. She was me. She looked around 6 years old and was wearing a red winter jacket.
I asked; “Who are you? What part?”
We kept running, though I’m not sure from what. “I’m number 1,” she says. “I’m the part of your identity that needs to be preserved”. We kept on running. “So you can think? Are you conscious?” and I get a picture of darkness. No, a road in the darkness.. with a flashlight.
You’re not the only you in your mind. That does not make the ‘you’ that’s reading this less relevant, but there are conscious and subconscious fragments floating around in your head. They are patterns, because they only trigger and act on initiative. These initiatives are beliefs, responses and even other people. These patterns are you, and at the same time they’re not. There is a duality but no black and white, and if you look too deep into it…. well, I can’t say what will happen to you. Who is the ‘you’ reading this?
While Everything is a universal personification, it should come as no big surprise that we also carry personifications inside ourselves. They have many forms and shapes but they are ultimately a different facet of the jewel. You’re the jewel, but you’re also only a facet of you. You are as you are. You just don’t know how much yet.
No, we are not static. We change as the tides turn, and that is what makes you so unique. Just some food for thought.