
A few years ago, I was at a retreat. The kind where you think youâll float home afterwards, enlightened and serene.
Well⌠not quite.
At some point, a teacher held up a lemon and asked:
âWhat do you see?â âŚpointing at the lemon.![]()
And suddenly, the air got thick.
No one dared say anything.
As if the wrong answer would send us straight back to ego kindergarten.
(And you know those âall-knowingâ teachers, they can trigger your inner school child in no time.)
Some said: âItâs nothing.â
Another whispered: âIt has no meaning.â
Until someone, with visible panic, blurted out: âA lemon?â
And yes⌠that was the right answer.
A lemon. Just that. What a releafâŚwe all laughed.![]()
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But then came the deeper question:
âWhy is this lemon your savior?â
Oh boy.
Everyone looked away. I think some even studied the floor tiles with sudden spiritual interestâŚâŚ.that moment stayed with meâŚâŚbecause I suddenly saw how afraid we are to be wrong, even in front of a lemon. How we want to impress with deep answers, when the truth is often just⌠simple:
âBecause when you see it as one with yourself⌠it saves you.â
Why is the lemon our savior?
Because we use to believe it is separate from us. That it is out there, in a world apart from our mind. Because we are projecting meaning onto something meaningless. And when we let that goâŚ.when we just see the lemon as part of the dream, as a reflection of our own thoughts, it becomes our teacher.
It whispers : youâre making me up. Iâm not here to be solved. Iâm here to remind you⌠youâre dreaming.â
And in that moment, we are not separate anymore.
The lemon and we are ONE.
With love and light,
G.