Forgetting, Remembering, and the Mystery

Planting seeds, I like that. However I’m not sure we were all meant to wake up.
That might mean making another reality for us to forget, so we can fall in love over and over again.
Or maybe that is the point , remembering that we are here to free ourselves from ourselves.
The mystery remains.

Not everyone wakes up at the same time, or in the same way, or even in the same lifetime.
Forgetting isn’t failure, it’s part of the design. It creates the space for discovery, for falling in love with life again and again.
It’s like a cosmic game of hide-and-seek: spirit hides itself in form, so that form can rediscover spirit.

And maybe the point isn’t to “escape” the cycle but to play it consciously , to free ourselves from the tightest knots of our own making, without losing the wonder of being here.

Planting seeds works like that:

• Some sprout right away.
• Some lie dormant until the conditions are right.
• Some never sprout at all but still nourish the soil.

Each serves the whole.