THE  BEGINNING!!!

It took me a while to write the second post, wow...

After I wrote the first article, I talked to my friend Alina and she asked me how often I plan to post, and I told her that my intention was to write one article per week. Well, 25 days have passed since the first post and I haven't been in the best mood, nor have I felt very inspired. I realized that it's best for me to write when I’m truly inspired and to post when it feels right.

At work, I’m inspired most of the time.

Being surrounded by people gives me the opportunity to not only analyze them but also myself, as well as the situations that arise. I often jot down notes on receipts at work and intend to turn them into full texts, but when I get home, the inspiration fades. Most of the time, I look at the notes I scribbled and I’m so amazed, as if I hadn’t written them myself. I now realize those were moments of divine inspiration – that’s what I call them.

I think I lost the little note from two days ago, but I found the one from five days ago and it said something like this:

"Everything began from the ONE, and then the ONE multiplied into the Many. When the Many live an experience—whether good or bad—the ONE lives the same experience as the Many. When the Many hurt themselves, they hurt the ONE. When the Many love themselves, they love the ONE. Therefore, in essence, the Many are actually the expression of the ONE, and everything started from Him—the ONE. And there is no death, because the ONE is the one who has lived from eternity and will live forever... and no one truly dies, but only transforms."

It’s amazing how we, as human beings, have come to forget who we truly are in essence and where we came from. I’m aware that this forgetting is not accidental, but was intentionally allowed in order to give us the freedom to experience life however we choose. Our forgetfulness brought about separation. Separation which, in truth, is only an illusion, because we cannot truly be separated from the One who lives within us and who is us.

I believe that separation serves the purpose of helping us create our most authentic self and to become, through our own will and effort, compassionate—meaning, like God.

I say “painful” because sometimes I feel like I can’t find my place, no matter where I am or who I’m with – whether it's my mother, my brother, my partner, my friends, and so on. A boundless sadness surrounds me like a cloud of smoke, and I feel an inexplicable longing for “Home.” And yet... I am home, but not really.

I look at the sky and begin to cry, like a child begging not to be left alone. I long for an embrace – not a human one, but a divine one… and I cry, sometimes until there are no tears left. Then, finally, I calm down. I walk out onto the terrace, surrounded by trees, and I hear the birds singing. I look at the sky and the grass and feel a deep peace.

A thought stirs inside me, like an inner voice that soothes me and whispers that everything is okay. Then I realize that I chose, willingly, to come here and live this experience. I calm down even more and thank the ONE for allowing me to come here and for still allowing me to shape my life as I please – whether I am aware of it or not.

Thank you!