This morning, I died. I woke up, and something felt very different. I was emptier than ever before. Incredibly tired. A feeling of grief. I could feel that this was the completion and end of something.

I sat in the bathtub, I was looking at the foam, all these little soap bubbles, each of them reflecting the light. Like little stars with their own sphere. Like us. Like all things. Like „me“. I could see how they are all interconnected through each other with each other. A beautiful cloud of spheres, shining so brightly, seemingly looking the same, but every single one different. I started crying, seeing the make up, and structure of the whole universe right there in front of me. Now imagine this filled with life force. That is unity. That is oneness in form.

I could feel weight leaving the physical body. Something whispered inside of me. „In order to create form, you go beyond form.“ I could feel all boundaries between the physical me and everything and everyone dissolving. „Now, forget about giving and receiving. That’s the old world way. Remember nourishing. Be open to nourish and nourishment. That is the door to self-sourcing. Self sourcing does not mean to create your own income. That is your mind interpreting with what it knows. Self sourcing means to become one with everything.

Reconnecting into the big organism, the big circle of life, taking your place, sharing your essence, always being provided. The heart is the door.“ I was crying even more, feeling so much love for everything and everyone, all parts of „Me“. All these little spheres, reflecting the whole. I felt detaching from the old world completely. Completely unplugging. No thoughts left on „How“, or „Why“. No more need to explain. No more need to talk to minds. Just connecting to hearts. Those hearts open, click in automatically.I felt like floating, drifting away from the old, through some sort of cascade into a new world.

On my free fall into some beautiful golden light, it was as if someone was cross checking with me, if there was any attachment left in the old world, that would keep me there: Your family? No. Your friends? No. Your Website „The Wake Up Experience“?. No. Your dogs? No. Your Kitesurf Stuff? No. Countries you still wanted to visit? No. Food or restaurants you still wanted to experience? No. Your partner? No. Your project? No. Money? No. Your need to survive? No. Your struggles? No. Your pain? No. Your physical body? No. Literally nothing called me back into the old game. I remembered a friend who had a near death experience, discribing the process in a similar way. That you review your life and attachments, and you get pulled back when there is something left. Nothing pulled me back. I kept falling towards that golden light.

I left the bathroom while still falling. With the feeling of physically dying. Of being okay if the physical body was left behind. Of being completely okay with the ending of the old game. Empty, no regrets. Nothing to hold on to. Total freedom.„You go beyond form.“ A new beginning. I went to the beach. Sitting there, listening to the sea. And I felt like I had landed. Very softly. It looked like the same planet, but everything felt different. A new world. With nothing on it. Nothing in it. The houses in the bay looked more unreal than ever. I could observe the old, but I could not connect or interact. „In order to create form, you go beyond form.“ The physical body still does not know if it will come along. I just know, there is no way back. A new world has opened up, ready to be explored. I have not plugged into it yet. For now, I am the observer. I died in peace.

The texts I share are always based on my intuition and/or on experiences of friends and my own. I do not claim what I share to be the ultimate truth. I encourage everyone to only take what resonates to find your own truth and wisdom. As this is universal wisdom, I do not claim any copyright. Please feel free to share this content as long as you keep its message complete so that the meaning does not get twisted. Thank you, Vera

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