How It All Began

Imagine this: everything was perfect, loving, and peaceful. No worries, no fuss, no drama. But one day, in the middle of all that peace, a tiny little idea popped up. An innocent thought, really, one of those “what if…” kind of thoughts.

This idea quietly whispered, “What if I could separate myself from this lovely unity, just to see what it would be like to stand on my own?” Now, of course, it was just a thought. But as soon as that thought appeared, the whole story began. You know how it goes: curiosity, itchy fingers, you just have to know what it would be like.

But here’s the thing – the separation never actually happened. It was like thinking you could pull out a perfectly glued puzzle piece without anyone noticing. Spoiler alert: you can’t. But the thought itself felt real enough, and then came the… guilt. That “Oh no, what have I done?!” moment, as if something terrible had actually happened.

So there it is, the thought, with an imaginary separation that never really took place, but still there’s this sense of guilt. And where there’s guilt, fear follows close behind. “Oh no, what if I get punished? What if someone’s angry?” Enter: the fear of punishment. Suddenly, it’s all about tiptoeing around, afraid of getting caught by… well, by whom exactly?

This, dear people, is where dualism came into play. Love suddenly stood opposite fear, and everything started splitting into twos. Good and evil, light and dark, winning and losing – it’s as if the Consciousness, the All That Is, started playing a game of “who’s the best,” when really, none of it was necessary.

Forms in the Formless:

But it didn’t stop there. Because the thought was so busy with itself… the thought of separation, it started to spin into overdrive. And once you’re in duality, you need something tangible to point to, right? So what does the thought do? It projects the separation thought into forms, and things start evolving. Voilà, the world as we know it, complete with mountains, seas, and – of course –you.

But those projections didn’t come without a twist… dualism. With forms came the need to create opposites. Because if there’s day, there must also be night. If there’s love, there must be fear, with a YOU there must be others.  And with all those projections, chaos grew. Year after year, you began to feel more and more lost, so entangled in the illusion of separation that you forgot how it all began.

In your imagination, others are always your enemies, but if you follow their thoughts, they become your fake friends—united in a collective ego. Religions quickly realized you were getting a bit anxious about this imagined guilt and fear. So they came up with something brilliant: a judging god.
Suddenly, we had a whole set of rules and regulations, and that god became a sort of cosmic referee, always ready to blow the whistle on an infraction. Heavy, right? But it worked like a charm, because people were already afraid. And what do you do when you’re scared? Exactly, you look for someone to tell you how to avoid that fear. And that’s when the punishing god came in.  If you are good you will go to heaven, if bad you will go to hell. This was the perfect solution!

Back to Love

But here’s the funny part: that punishing god, that whole illusion of separation and punishment… it never actually happened. It was always love. That guilt? Pure fantasy. The fear of punishment? A fabrication. And you know what’s great? You can let it go at any moment. The door back to love has always been open; we just have to stop believing in all those made-up stories.

So the next time you find yourself getting scared by stories of punishment or guilt, remind yourself: it was all based on a little idea that never really happened. And if you listen closely, you might even hear the universe chuckling softly at the thought. Because love never had an opposite. It was always there, and it always will be.