There is only one I.
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She, some 20 to 25 years my senior and whom I had never met before, we met in the aisle at the grocery store this afternoon. She looked familiar, I do not know why. Possibly, a recognition not of the body. I consider it weird that persons think we were not before, and just showed up here. Like, "Hello, who are you?" "Oh, I'm something called An-Egg-and-a-Sperm. Kinda weird I know, but too complicated to go into just now."
Anyway, she and I had a good conversation. I initiated it, for some reason ~ who knows?
Somehow, the conversation turned to aging and death. She told me how she is weary, thinks about death as way to move on out of her exhausted body. She remarked, "You know, when you get this way, it's like, 'What is there to live for?'." We both spoke of the journey continuing after the body drops, but we did not share any details on that, only affirmed death is not an end, and as natural as birth.
I shared I had worked with the dying, through Hospice. I shared how so many persons I saw had a more meaningful life when the body was not able to support the busy life they had engaged. I moved my hands back and forth, to indicate how persons run around hurriedly here-and-there all the time. I talked of how persons I worked with were usually ready to die before the time came, and of how many get enthused about it, that the families are the ones that are not enthused about it. She listened intently to me, I to her. She began smiling during the sharing time. Wonderful.
We said our goodbyes, the dear one saying with that lovely smile, "Thank you, so much, you've encouraged me." I smiled and wished her a blessed day.
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See, you never know where you may have a meaningful encounter with yourself, a yourself you have no memory of meeting before.
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Yes, the above meeting is Self with Self. The differences, only decorations. For some unfathomable reason, Life differentiates, apparently wishing to diversify to enjoy communion.
When we awaken from the I-am-a-person(ality)-delusion, the falsehood that I am essentially the decorations, the attributes Life wears, we see we meet ourselves everywhere. This, then, opens to being more at-home in this world, more naturally compassionate.
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Ego is always alone, even when among others; we are never alone. Truly, we discover we never meet a stranger. Communion is always Truth with Truth, Self with Self.
how is that possible?
we are i am
*The vision statement for Lotus of the Heart is Living in Love beyond Beliefs.
*All material, unless another source is cited, is authored by the presenter of Lotus of Heart, Brian Kenneth Wilcox, Florida USA. Use of the material is permitted; Brian only requests that credit be given and to be notified at firstname.lastname@example.org .
*Brian's book, An Ache for Union, is available through major booksellers.
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The Sacred in Me bows
to the Sacred in You