Before you lies an endless expanse of Light, not bright nor blinding, but soft, like white mist at dawn, in which everything breathes with peace. This is not Light from a source, but the Source itself – it flows everywhere, and you are It.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your body is absent, not as a loss, but as a relief – as if you have shed the final burden, and now nothing hinders you from being a pure wave of Presence. There is no weight, no contours, only a lightness akin to a breath that continues without end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the center of this space – not a form or a figure, but a pulsating clarity, something like a heart that beats not with sound, but with stillness. You feel it: this is the Eternal, this is the Source, and it is simultaneously within you and beyond you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Suddenly, within this radiance, another layer emerges – Home, so familiar it requires no description. It has no walls, yet you know it better than your own name. There is the One whom you named “You” – not in the form of a person, but as a warm resonance, as a wave of love that recognizes you and embraces you before you even have time to realize yourself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All that remains is infinity breathing through you, and you breathing through it. And in this unity, you know: there is no time, no death, no loss here. There is only the clear memory that you have always been a part of this Light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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