Hello dear Soul,
I am talking to You. It does not matter if you are dressed in the skin of a man or a woman, a child or an elderly person. It does not matter whether you are a missionary or a murderer; a successful manager, a mother on maternity leave or a retired old woman immersed in her own solitude. I am talking to You, pure Soul, not to what you have surrounded yourself with during your life.
I am talking to You because I wish to tell You that You are beautiful. Dear Soul, it does not matter what characters, dressed in other costumes than yours, are around You, and it does not matter how much they have harmed You. During Your life, You have collected a lot of experience, both beautiful and painful. You have experienced sadness, solitude, and grief. You have experienced love, joy, laughter, and perfect happiness. It does not matter under what conditions things have happened to You, this is how You had planned it. You have experienced all this, gaining precious knowledge on Your way toward understanding the cosmos. In Your essence, You are beautiful! You are perfect; although, in the disguise You have taken on Yourself in order to understand the world, You cannot even imagine this perfection. You do not even suspect the purity you shine with, and what you really are when you shed your costume at the end of your earthly existence, the latest. What You will get to see at this very last moment will be vastly fascinating. And you will see the souls around Yourself that caused You pain during Your life; those that You loved will stand next to those You hated, were afraid of, or disgusted with. You will see that all the harshness that you either felt or caused is something you did to Yourself, because you will see all the souls as part of oneness; oneness that for a very short time was dressed in tiny little costumes, dividing itself into countless little pieces.
And, Soul, You know what? You will find out that You are part of a wholeness where human souls stand together with those of the animals. Not only of Your pets; Your dog that You had as a child or the cat that used to come to Your garden. Rats that were so disgusting to You, bugs in the garden, and the annoying wine flies are all there in the wholeness. Dear Soul, you will see the oneness of everything; the world as a complex wholeness, and you will come to understand the wisdom of eternity that You, disguised in Your costume, forgot about for the very short time of one human life. You were born at an actual place and specific time, all with the purpose to try a new exposure to life You had not experienced before.
How to describe it to You, so that you come to remember? Imagine life as a computer game. Just like in the game, in Your life You create a character, choose a hair style and clothes, even the characters of Your mother and father. You decide whether You have a brother and/or a sister, where You live, and the time period in which You are born. And You set off playing. You experience a number of levels, trying to get as high as possible. At each level, You have to manage to solve various tasks and go through hardships, climbing the ladder toward its top. But where do You actually wish to get to? Dear Soul, You have forgotten about something, and that makes the game great! You have forgotten the main purpose of the game: to understand the unity of the cosmos, thus to understand Yourself and everything around You. You have forgotten what You need to get through at each level. Just remember, dear Soul, what game You are playing and what its goal is: it is not GAME OVER!, but YOU WIN! The goal of life, however, is not to climb above all people, fulfil all the wishes that You might have regarding property, fame, or popularity; it is not even about usefulness. Dear Soul, the goal is not to tell Yourself: “I have not yet been a president”, and then manipulate millions of people, plant fear into their hearts, and then assert that You are the one to defeat that fear, all this only because you want to “win” the game. That is not the goal of the game, dear Soul.
You have forgotten that You are not the character that is looking at You from the mirror every morning. And You have also forgotten that You can win the game only if You remember what You are. You gain no salvation by going to church daily, as You are often told, or by fearing God. Not even by doing good deeds in your surroundings, expecting heaven as a reward after death. In addition, instead of perceiving the people who stand the nearest to You, You go on harming them. Salvation does not come from popularity, from crowds queuing in front of a concert to get a glimpse of You. Dear Soul, these are all fake goals of the game. Just remember, remember what You are. That You are God, one little cell of God, and along with You all your friends and your enemies. And if You hate, You hate yourself. If You fight against “others”, You harm Yourself.
Many of Your forms, dear Soul, i.e., many people, using your language, are crazy with fear. They continuously look at how the game could end in failure, instead of looking at what YOU WIN means. As a result, they fear that their country will be invaded by a foreign army or immigrants, restlessly making sure this never happens. You spend Your lives, dear Soul, by building barriers around Yourself, starting with the thinnest one against Your parents, partner, or neighbours in form of a fence, and against countries in form of borders. It gets even further, and You develop nuclear arms, just in case… So, during Your lives, You learn to hate, to be afraid of “the unknown”, of something that is outside your life experience at the moment. You are afraid that You lose Your house, so You get an insurance for it. You are afraid that You lose your relatives, so You again get insurance for them. You are afraid that illness will enter Your life, so You vaccinate Yourself. You are afraid somebody might attack You, so You buy a gun… It is not wrong, dear Soul. It is not Your fault that you have forgotten what You are and that there is nothing to be afraid of. It is part of the game.
But…but in case You remembered, eventually remembered what You are, You can change the rules. You could stop wasting energy on escaping fear, because You would cease to be afraid. You could begin using energy to send love to Your family and the surroundings, but first of all to Yourself.
Just imagine it, dear Soul. Just imagine that all the characters would wake up in one moment. They would create heaven together. It sounds like nonsense, does it not? I know I am a dreamer… But, how many similar dreams have come true? People fly, even as far as the space. They can speak across long distances and even see each other. They can replace dysfunctional hearts… This dream of mine, dear Soul, is of the most courageous ones. If all of us would awaken… I do not want You to begin tossing things around and stirring up everything. I do not want You, dear Soul, to start manifestations. I only ask You that every day You remember what You are for a short while and send love to Your family, Your ever-complaining neighbour, or the unpleasant bus driver. Send love even to those You are afraid of, and to those You hate. Every day, just for a tiny little while, remember what You are, and send love. And maybe, maybe…one day, we all will wake up.
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