If the purpose is individuation, then how can teachings exist that can take you—an individual—there? What guidelines can exist to show someone what wholeness looks like for them? How can anything take you to be you?
If there are no two identical drops of water, no two identical sunsets, why should there be two identical human beings?
The toughest questions are the simplest.
And while we’re at it… are there half-humans walking around? Part humans? Doesn’t each person’s wholeness consist of all their parts—whatever it’s made of?
I think this separation mentality, the “fragmentation” narrative, is just something we came up with to excuse ourselves—to believe that we’re not whole.
- “That wasn’t me.”
- “That was my ego.”
- “That was my wound, my fear, my belief…”
Yeah. All you.
Now you can sit “your ego” across from you, apart from you, and pretend it’s not you? You can blame “it,” shame “it,” do whatever you want with “it.” But it’s all still you. Including whatever you do with “it.”
As soon as we come out of the womb, we are a whole being. Attributes, potential, ignorance, knowing and all. Wholeness is a condition of being.
Wholeness doesn’t depend on us intellectually knowing this. Gravity exists whether we accept it or not.
There’s no “partial reality.” In each moment, you are whole. You. As you are. Cycles of life/death/life don’t cancel wholeness.
Mystery is not an absence. It’s a fullness that words cannot contain.
Long before my mind understood or had words for it (still don’t), my psyche didn’t register the “unwhole,” unowned, split belief systems. Not rejected—just not registered. At all.
So what I wanted to do was learn about everything I already was. I already owned it all, even though I might not yet understand it all. Not importing missing parts, but meeting what is already structurally present.
But that’s how people end up never truly living, I think. They keep disowning parts of themselves or believing they’re missing. A waste of life, actually.
Nothing in you stands outside you. The issue is not “becoming whole,” but ceasing to speak and live as if you were not.
Why not flip everything—anything I want? Or rather, why not flip myself to see anything I want? 😂
