When Everything Falls Apart, What Stays the Same?
The Only Constant Is Change, They Say..
Sometimes life unravels unexpectedly. Dreams shatter, plans derail, the very sense of “me” starts dissolving.
In these ungrounded times of turmoil, what persists as the sands shift around us? What essence remains when attachments fall away?
What Is Being?
I’ve wondered about this question ever since I was a kid — what does it mean to simply be?knowledgecollective.medium.com
I’ve been contemplating this lately while undergoing massive internal shifts. Parts of my identity feel like they are cracking open. This fracturing of who I thought I was has definitely not been easy or comfortable.
I’ve found myself questioning everything in disorientation — “What is happening to me?”, “Are my worst fears coming true?”, “Can I achieve what I desire?”
Why is My Life Falling Apart? What to Do When My Life Is Falling Apart?
It can feel like the ground is crumbling beneath you. A painful spaced-out sensation combined with emotional and even physical discomfort.
Yet somehow along with the breaking down, I also perceive rays of light filtering through the cracks, hinting at something bigger waiting to emerge.
The Multidimensional Self Is Emerging
Lately it feels like different parts of who I am are starting to come together and wake up. medium.com
Of course, the limited self resists this unfolding. No cocoon wishes to dissolve into butterflies. But resistance only prolongs the discomfort. This process of shedding has its own seasons — the only choice is leaning in or away.
Sometimes you just need to shout into the void — “Universe, what are you doing to me?!”
When life unravels without warning, dropping dreams down shattering staircases, that pain demands expression.
But after the outburst, peace slowly returns. In stillness, an inkling — this demolishment makes space for whatever wants to emerge next. We can only build anew once rubble gets cleared away.
What is Ego Death?
As mystics have described, I believe I am experiencing a sort of ‘ego death’ — the dissolving of the limited self-concept constructed over a lifetime. The small identity that we falsely believe is “me” slowly breaks apart to reveal our wider being.
The Illusion Of Owning
Do you really own your stuff or does it own you? It’s a question worth sitting with.medium.com
My sense of “me” keeps dissolving, which can be damn scary and feel very dark, alone and isolating. However, I am not alone.
While the ego naturally resists this annihilation, I know on a deeper level that I must surrender and allow this expansive unfolding.
Like a snake shedding constraining old skin or a caterpillar dissolving into butterflies, the process has its own rhythm or seasons.
The only choice is whether to move with it or against the flow. To learn to surf on the waves of change.
Why Do I Feel Like I’m Being Watched? What Is Divine Consciousness?
Who am I without the identities I’ve clung to? Some unnameable essence persists beyond roles and attributes. Death of ego gives birth to deeper truth.
The present moment never goes as expected, but we can flow with it skilfully. All emotion is energy in motion — judgment blocks its flow.
Yet somewhere deeper, behind all changing forms, an eternal Witness remains.
The background awareness holding loving space for it all. Some name it Being, some Soul. But it is what you are beyond any transient identity.
This real self never fractures. It rests in the space between thoughts, emotions, sensations. Whole, silent, undisturbed.
The falling away makes room for next emergence. We shed old skins because we’ve outgrown them.
But Spirit remains, awaiting discovery within and all around.
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The Multidimensional Self Is Emerging
Lately it feels like different parts of who I am are starting to come together and wake up. medium.com
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