10/12/2025
In the last day of advance training course, I had an unforgettable spiritual experience.
Since childhood I’ve had moments of awakening in my body, just didn’t know what to call them back then.
It was the feeling of “me” being inside the body of a child, simply observing. Clearly, “I” could distinguish that I was not this child. I was only residing within it.
As I grew up, those moments of observation became less frequent, but sometimes I would still suddenly wonder: why am I in this body?
Today I “remembered” what I truly am. I felt as if I had passed through death, then found myself again in my mother’s womb.
A wave of sadness rose up, I realised I was no one, nothing, nameless, with nothing left to hold on to.
Before waking up, I saw a white lotus flower slowly opening. When I opened my eyes, a bright ray of sunlight in front of me greeted me.
Through those ancient sounds, I remembered.
It wasn’t the fleeting bliss of reaching a meditative state.
It wasn’t the pure awareness of mindfulness.
It was simply remembering.
