In reality, you were never born, and you never will die. In fact, there isn’t even a “you” to begin with. What you are is not a separate body-mind organism. What you truly are entirely transcends concept and exists completely beyond space and time.

We wait to be told who we are by people who don’t know who they are themselves, so that everyone can pretend they know what they’re doing here. The truth is surprisingly simple—no one truly knows anything. Not because we aren’t clever enough or still on the way, but because we misunderstand what knowing really means.

The very idea of specialness is a misinterpretation of the facts: no one truly stands alone; we are all integral parts of something far greater than ourselves. On the other hand, recognizing your uniqueness acknowledges the undeniable truth that what you are, what you do, and what you create is absolutely unique and irreplaceable. Far from being in conflict with anything or anyone, it's a pure expression of universal creativity.

There is no final truth to be found anywhere. There are no absolutely valid frames of reference for anything. All are flawed, as they are based on the false premise that there is such a thing as an observer who knows itself and therefore can know the world. 

Have you ever noticed that the person you take yourself to be—the one you've known your entire life, is, in fact, entirely made up of images, thoughts, and memories, none of which are truly alive, here and now?

We can’t wait for things to go our way to allow happiness into our lives. We need to start with gratitude first. To begin with, gratitude for all the things we never see, so busy are we pursuing the big things that we never get:

Gratitude for being able to take another breath, for being able to see yet another sunset, for having a moment with a loved one.

Art should not be measured by trends, popularity, or market value. True art isn't about objects, masterpieces, or even the artist. These things are distractions from what truly matters: you. Art should be about your perspective on life, your feelings about being alive, and the balance of harmony and chaos that you perceive.

Are you able to find two minutes in your day to remain silent and still?
Remaining available to the sensations, the thoughts, feeling the breath, the aliveness. Simply being with whatever arises in the present moment. Letting go of the resistance, the impulse to escape into the past or the future, the hopes, the fears, the regrets — all those endless narratives that constitute what we call our lives.

One of the most important things to explore is that, contrary to our most basic beliefs, reality isn’t made up of distinct parts—it’s not truly divided into people, objects, situations, things to acquire, or things to avoid.

Reality is not something that can be grasped or held within any definition or frame of reference. It’s a boundless, ever-shifting flow, constantly transforming into something new while always remaining the same in essence.

When I first came across the photographs from the Hubble Space Telescope as a teenager, I was completely mesmerized. For weeks, perhaps even months, I could look at nothing else. Those images altered my perception of the world in a way that still affects me today.

The world is not a space to be conquered,
But a place where you must make yourself spacious.
For when you're full of drama and self-importance,
The true world is pushed aside, barely visible, a mere shadow of itself.

Learning is an accumulation process in which the mind creates and gathers images and concepts. However, the mind being a limited tool, its elaborations are always partial and incomplete. What is usually called knowledge is not true knowing; it is merely the mind’s elaborations and projections.

Be still, my friend, in the eye of the storm. Release the striving, the reaching, the need to become.

Return to what you were before the first thought, before the world took shape in your imagination—what you have always been.