Before writing, which is through living that story called life, where does one begin.
For me it seems to be by seeing, with honesty, without any mask of right or wrong, what each interaction, comment and encounter brings up.
In that seeing many layers of "old" stories emerge. It emerges by my noticing that it is after all a story created by parents, families, societies, cultures, nations and so on.
Its not about discarding the lives and thoughts passed down through traditions, it is just seeing it.
As myself, as others, souls live in third dimension bodies of time and space, or do they?
What happens after, this is the logical mind grasping. Each question is not followed by an answer, the answer can be unto itself.
How many lifetimes and how many "lessons" from life does it take to see those stories, once again is not where I dwell.
The seeing is in the present, its what i am doing or being in any moment. Those moments and that present begins to live and weave its own story.
A fabric of life, each sutra or thread is the moments. And I wonder can each sutra become the one light, seeing beyond the spectrum of the rainbow.