When I was a child, I often thought that each one of us lived in a different world and that no one could fully understand, or even imagine, someone else’s world. No one could really know what the color red, the sound of a drop of water, and of course what a life experience means to you.
I’d spent hours a day thinking about how we could all live in the same place and get along despite our differences in perspective and perception.
This all started when I had a dream, at six years, old. I dreamed that I wrote a book about each of us living in our own worlds, but unlike any of my other dreams, this one kept coming back to my awareness every day, every week, until it became an obsessive repetitive thought. I can still remember it clearly, it played itself so many times that it’s impossible to forget.
This thought was merely a pointless obsession to me from my level of awareness at the time.
Since then, I spent my entire life searching for ways to understand my own mind, I wanted to control it. I learned hypnosis, past life regressions, NLP, energy healing, remote viewing, and studied philosophy metaphysics, but I never fully adopted anyone’s perspective.
All of this research felt like a stimulation of something I already knew within me.
It wasn’t until 2015, twenty five years later, when I was finally able to use this seed that was implanted- or activated- in me back then.
In 2015, I had a very intense and sudden experience of self-awareness that answered the question that I carried in me since I was six years old: What made possible this phenomena of being all authentic and at the same time functional within the same experience? It was consciousness.