The Whole guides in such a beautiful way — like a wise grandparent who watches every movement with quiet, loving attention and shares something essential only when the intention to learn and the capacity to receive meet in the same moment.
As I wrote recently, a recurring question has been alive in me: what is still my task here on this planet? Instead of an answer, something else arrived — an inner aha, a deep recognition. These realizations are simple and yet so complex that the mind cannot respond in its usual way. They move through the being directly, leaving an imprint that only later becomes partially expressible in words.
I recognized that the answer did not arrive because the very question itself was standing in its way. The question comes from the viewpoint of a consciousness that believes itself separate from Wholeness — the “I” that, while being part of the Whole, still experiences itself as apart from it. This is part of the human condition. The Unnameable seems to have a sense of humor.
In the transformation now unfolding, the “I-consciousness” feels as if it is slowly dissolving into a “we-consciousness.” Reality is less and less perceived through personal will and desire, and more through a larger unity. The reference point shifts from the individual to the collective. The attitude of “let it be good for me” loses its meaning. Even “what is good for me and therefore for others” begins to give way to something wider — the self-unfolding intention of the Whole.
Suddenly many things gained meaning. Reflections about endings and homecoming. Personal life circumstances that once seemed separate began to feel part of a greater movement. Global tensions, crises, and large-scale changes appeared — not as isolated tragedies alone — but also as forces that can press human awareness toward greater cooperation and shared responsibility. Beyond blame, beyond winners and losers, beyond personal gain — like roles played in a universal drama serving a larger unfolding.
I understood why I had long felt that the real meaning of things lies beyond conceptual understanding. What is essential lives beyond the belief in separateness — just as wakefulness exists beyond the dream.
After this experience, I went out into the garden to continue whitening the trunks of the fruit trees. The quality of action had changed completely. The same hand that now moves across the keyboard held the brush to clean the wounds of the bark, then the tool that covered and protected it. This action was no more and no less than the sunlight, the soft wind, the birdsong, distant sounds, dew on fallen leaves, or the resting buds on branches.
Everything was simply happening — because it was happening. Its purpose extended beyond itself, yet was complete in itself. Healing revealed itself as self-transcendence. It unfolded through the intention of the Whole, through its many expressions, for the Whole itself.
I have known unity experiences before, but this carried a deeper, fuller quality. It was — and still is — beautiful.
So the question is no longer, “What is my task here?”
But rather: “What the moment now offers — how do I do it for the Whole?”
With love,
your traveling companion
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