You are not your thoughts.
You are not the emotions that rise and fall with them.
You are the one who sees. The one who watches.
Beneath the noise of the mind, there is a presence—silent, spacious, and still. That is you.
The mind speaks in stories. It replays the past and projects the future. It labels, judges, plans, and worries. And so often, we become entangled in this web of thinking, believing that what we think is who we are.
But then something shifts. A moment of clarity.
A pause.
And in that pause, the truth emerges like light breaking through clouds:
You are not the mind.
You are the awareness behind it.
You are the witness to all things—unchanging, eternal, and free.
You are timeless.
There was no beginning to you, just as there will be no end.
Only this moment is ever truly born, and in this moment, you are fully alive.
When I came to this realization—not as a thought, but as a deep knowing—I awoke to the presence of God.
Not a God outside me, but within.
The divine spark that was always there, hidden beneath the clutter of thought and ego.
To awaken is not to become something new, but to remember what has always been.
To die to the false self—the one made of fear, ambition, and identity—and return to the truth:
That we are spirit.
That we are presence.
That we are loved by the One who is love itself.
“It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me.”
— Galatians 2:20 (ESV)
