Love, acceptance, opening. Thank you for writing this in a pace that allowed me to stay open and to accept that love is always safe. It can lead to weird places, I can feel lost, dizzy and scared, but in the end love is what holds me and the bread together. That which distinguishes between life and death. Thank you, lovely writing.
Great piece Alex, read it in one go and it resonated so much. Especially as it relates in my case to helping to save and care for my daughter, which ultimately led me to experience an ego dissolution and “see” the bigger picture.
So this last line of yours, “And apparently, the secret to unlocking spacetime is learning to love your daughter” is literally what happened in my case. (No wonder Interstellar and Arrival are both in my top 10 movies ever.)
And maybe less important, but want to say it, because as an adolescent I attached a lot to the “truth” of it, is that “psychic” phenomena or things like predictive dreams, have become not-weird. I also don’t have a dog in the fight in proving or disproving those things. When they happen I just notice them with a kind of smile and let them go like another sensation or event. Those phenomena feel insignificant compared to the higher truth, which, to me, is love. ❤️
That is so sweet to hear about your daughter. And that's been my exact experience with psychic phenomena - at first, they were so compelling and otherworldly, but now it's just.... normal? Thank you so much, Jibran, for reading.
Wonderful essay, thank you! You named three of my favorite movies and were able to describe the reason that I love them. The science of consciousness is having its moment.
Whoa 🤯 Going to re-read this one a few times to try and grasp this slice of bread I’m experiencing 🔪🍞 One helluva blog, friend! Thanks for putting in the time and energy for bringing this togethe…(but I suppose it was already done too)
Love, acceptance, opening. Thank you for writing this in a pace that allowed me to stay open and to accept that love is always safe. It can lead to weird places, I can feel lost, dizzy and scared, but in the end love is what holds me and the bread together. That which distinguishes between life and death. Thank you, lovely writing.
Thank you, Jess <3
Great piece Alex, read it in one go and it resonated so much. Especially as it relates in my case to helping to save and care for my daughter, which ultimately led me to experience an ego dissolution and “see” the bigger picture.
So this last line of yours, “And apparently, the secret to unlocking spacetime is learning to love your daughter” is literally what happened in my case. (No wonder Interstellar and Arrival are both in my top 10 movies ever.)
And maybe less important, but want to say it, because as an adolescent I attached a lot to the “truth” of it, is that “psychic” phenomena or things like predictive dreams, have become not-weird. I also don’t have a dog in the fight in proving or disproving those things. When they happen I just notice them with a kind of smile and let them go like another sensation or event. Those phenomena feel insignificant compared to the higher truth, which, to me, is love. ❤️
That is so sweet to hear about your daughter. And that's been my exact experience with psychic phenomena - at first, they were so compelling and otherworldly, but now it's just.... normal? Thank you so much, Jibran, for reading.
My head is spinning but at least I can let go of anxiety 🙃
Were you able to?!
Depends on the day 🤪
Wonderful essay, thank you! You named three of my favorite movies and were able to describe the reason that I love them. The science of consciousness is having its moment.
This essay was basically just an excuse to blog about my favorite movies :)
😉☺️
Whoa 🤯 Going to re-read this one a few times to try and grasp this slice of bread I’m experiencing 🔪🍞 One helluva blog, friend! Thanks for putting in the time and energy for bringing this togethe…(but I suppose it was already done too)
Kelly!! I certainly spent too much time on this one. So quite glad you enjoyed it. Thanks amor