The Story

This Story is the Story Of Me.

Watching a tiny baby in a state of rapture when looking at something that the ‘Me’ can never see, it is clear that there is absolutely no separation at all from that which is being seen, there is only Oneness.

The babe in arms exists in constant and perpetual wonder with no limitations, no edges,. The babe in arms is still the Splendour, The Totality, which is not a state but pure Being.  

Paradise.

And then what happens?

Bam, all of a sudden it’s gone.

Where to?

Heaven only knows!

Because something else is developing something is registering ….

Something is manifesting …

Me, the persona has come into the equation, and here it is very definitely going to stay. 

THE MISUNDERSTANDING.

And so from the moment separation occurs, Me suffers from a perpetual misunderstanding.

That Me is an individual!