The diminished self; a drop, falling into the ocean of love.

Wednesday, March 8, 2023

If you were a drop of water and fell into the ocean, you wouldn’t be able to recognize “yourself” anymore. The ocean is a vast version of that drop. Likewise, you are a drop of the universe. Contemplate that scale. How could that even constitute a difference? You, as an individual, are hardly a “thing.” The universe’s scale is so large, it’s hard to fathom that you could be different from that vastness of intelligence, space, and creative potential that brought you here. Separateness is dependent upon thinking about it. When concept disappears, and it does, you absorb into the oneness of the present moment, like a drop absorbs into the ocean. That’s interconnectedness, the oneness of being fully present, totally comported on now.

The mind and body see a minuscule semblance of separateness, but it’s nothing, like comparing a drop of water to the ocean. The proportions are so wide, that loneliness is laughable, yet a huge deal in the minds of those who suffer from it. I know, I used to be one of them.

You are not detached. Anything that you consider “separate,” is illusory, minuscule, and vastly out of proportion. Yet people feel alone in large families and in intimate relationships. This only confirms that loneliness is conceptual. I know there will be those who disagree, but if you cannot find love and joy “alone,” then being around others will never give it to you. That vast ocean of love that surrounds you is you, with or without people in your proximity. Ask Nelson Mandela, the apostle Paul, Victor Frankel, and others who spent time imprisoned, isolated and alone, yet managed to find vast amounts of love and connection. How? Separateness is thinner than you think. Once you see it, loneliness diminishes like a drop of water, falling into the ocean of love.