Seeing with your heart {Look inside. Not outside }

There you are. Here I am.

Can we ever really know one another? There is a gap greater than worlds between us. My experience is mine, and yours is yours. How can we bridge it, limited things that we are? I can’t step into your mind.

So we try with the only crude tools we have.

You tell me who you are. I tell you who I am. I try to listen. But what can I really hear? I hear what I think, my inner voice, before I hear you. You hear yourself thinking before you speak to me. Now there is conflict, dissonance, noise, all these voices competing to be heard. The distance between us is greater this way, not less.

You watch me. I watch you. I try to see you, you try to see me. But I am really just watching the idea of you. You are watching the idea of me. Now there is imperfection, need, desire. Are you what I want? Do you live up to my ideal? Are you part of my tribe? We are seeing through the broken mirror of mind. The distance between us this way is the greatest of all.

I close my eyes. You close your eyes.

I let all this thinking, talking, watching go. I go deep inside me, to see you. Until I reach perfect stillness.

I watch myself. Watch myself thinking, knowing, needing. I watch myself suffering, clinging, trying to hold onto the wave mind calls a self.

Now I really see what is.

The ocean in me. It is the same ocean in you. Just like me, you are thinking, needing, clinging, holding onto your wave. Just like me, you have suffered, fought, held, surrendered, wondered, imagined, created, loved. That is what a wave does.

Now I see you.

I saw you not by opening my eyes. That closed my heart. I saw you by closing my eyes. So I could see with my heart.

Now when you tell me your story, I see the wave in you, travelling across the same ocean as me. How it grew, struggled, travelled. Just like mine did. Now I see you with love, compassion, real understanding, true wisdom. I see you now, because I have seen that the ocean in is the ocean in me.

We look, but we don’t see. You are a wave, I am a wave. Each wave is different. But the story of the wave is the same. Each returns to and is born from the same ocean. Each life is all life in this great way.

I must look through me to really see you. Not at you. That way, there is no seeing at all.

The ocean in you is the ocean in me. If you really want to see people, look inside, not outside. Until you reach it, find it, see it. And you will see everyone you meet for the first time, every time.



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