Navigating the process and shifts. 🔗What is Awakening & Integration?
You won’t believe what you’re missing. In this cosmic joke called Planet Earth, we starve in a garden of plenty. Surrounded by free water falling from the sky, we pay for plastic bottles because we’ve been convinced…
You think awakening will save your life? Think again. Spiritual seekers love to fantasize about enlightenment while keeping their comfortable existence intact. Nothing could be further from truth. What nobody tells you about waking up is that…
Your spiritual awakening didn’t kill your ego. This brutal truth shatters the fantasy that one glimpse equals permanent freedom from psychological suffering. You cracked the self-illusion, reality shone through the cracks, and you thought freedom had arrived….
You fell for the spiritual hype. That glimpse behind the cosmic curtain left you tingling with enlightenment, desperate to “integrate” your precious insight into daily life. John in accounting had a moment of selflessness during yoga; now…
You want life after ego death? Impossible. This spiritual obsession reveals our deepest misunderstanding about existence and our place in it – or lack thereof. Picture the spiritual seeker climbing Mount Ego Death, panting with exertion, eyes…
The spiritual marketplace loves its poetry. The “Dark Night of the Soul” sells better than “ego death panic,” though they’re the same damn thing. St. John coined the term, and spiritual seekers have been wearing it like…
Awakening strips everything away. It destroys your precious spiritual fantasies and burns your metaphysical mansion to ash. No more comfort, no more hope, no more you. Most seekers picture their enlightenment moment like a cosmic graduation ceremony…
The page stops here, like a puppy at the edge of a cliff, curiously peering over yet blissfully unaware of the abyss. It's an invitation to recognize the stillness beneath the noise, to see the void that's always there when the mirage of content slips away. And in that void, don't you find there's nothing left to seek? The end of content is the spoiler of every story: there never was anything else but this.
The page stops here, like a puppy at the edge of a cliff, curiously peering over yet blissfully unaware of the abyss. It's an invitation to recognize the stillness beneath the noise, to see the void that's always there when the mirage of content slips away. And in that void, don't you find there's nothing left to seek? The end of content is the spoiler of every story: there never was anything else but this.
