The Heartbreaking Truth of Oneness

As we walk this path, we’re asked to face many painful truths. Truths about ourselves, the people in our lives, and the nature of existence itself. We’re called to feel our emotions fully, to meet every part of ourselves with compassion, and to accept others as they are. As we move through the process, something shifts. Beneath the layers of resistance and illusion, we begin to feel almost invincible. Raw, unguarded, and profoundly alive, standing as a naked soul. Unafraid to face ourselves or the uncomfortable truths we're shown.

One thing I hadn't expected is the loss that comes when the witness collapses. It’s not just a spiritual shift, it’s the death of everything you’ve ever known to be real. The shattering realization that nobody, no creature, and no thing you’ve ever loved truly exists, and neither do you. It’s the loss of your entire existence, the unraveling of reality itself.

When you spend enough time as awareness expericing itself, without a witness, or in the space prior to creation where nothing at all exists, the sense of non exsistance really sinks in. I know it might not be the same for everyone, but my experiece has been of terror, confusion, aloneness and greif. The feelings come and go, shift and evolve.

I know there’s something beautiful beyond this place. Where the existential ache of aloneness softens, where the mourning of existence itself blossoms into a sense of true connection.

For now, I keep falling deeper and deeper into these feelings of aloneness and mourning. Sinking deeper and deeper. Taking breaks when needed to come up for air, until eventually, the sinking sinks into the next phase. Where there's a new release of layers, revealing a deeper freedom. Not sure how deep the waters go. It feels like the sinking will sink into eternity, and that steady feeling of two feet on land will become a distant memory, while the sensation of sinking begins to feel like home.