Fishing Lessons

As a child, perhaps you dreamed of portals into other worlds. You imagined uncovering a hidden book of spells that could bend reality. But as the years passed, that sense of wonder often faded. The thought of stumbling upon magic seemed childish. Yet  stumbling  is the right word—because the treasure you seek has always been close enough to trip over. Since you were a child, you have been casting spells—altering reality with the simplest two-word incantation:  I am. These words are not casual. They are a key, a turning of the lock that opens into a parallel dimension where what follows takes shape—as surely as thought becomes breath, and breath becomes body. Think of how quickly one falls into darkness when speaking:  I am sad. I am angry. I am lost.  These phrases feel heavy with proof—thick with emotion, drenched in memory. Speak them, and they surround you so convincingly that you can no longer tell whether you shaped the words, or the words shaped you. And y...

Success is not a destination; it is a way of being, a relationship with your higher self that flows through every choice you make. Your higher self speaks to you constantly, not in words but in feelings—those moments of joy, excitement, and deep inner peace. This positive feedback loop is your compass, guiding you toward your truest path. When you follow that inner guidance, you live in heaven. And let me be clear: heaven is not some distant realm; it is right here, on this very Earth where food grows on trees and rivers sing their timeless songs. Heaven is the state of alignment with your higher self, where life unfolds with ease and grace, and everything feels as it should. But for many, decisions are driven not by joy but by fear—fear of failure, fear of judgment, fear of lack. This creates a different kind of world: a self-made hell. And hell, too, is not some far-off place of torment; it is here, on this same Earth, where life feels heavy, choices feel forced, and every step feels...

A seeker, burdened by their thoughts has a conversation with their higher self during a dream.  Seeker: I am plagued by anxiety. It clutches at my chest, makes my breath shallow. I can hardly face the world without feeling its grip. Higher Self: Anxiety, you say? Well, congratulations—you don’t have a problem with anxiety at all. Seeker: I don’t? Higher Self:  Of course not. You’ve got having anxiety down perfect. You’ve mastered it, refined it, and honed it into an art. Truly impressive. The question is, what are you going to do about it? Seeker: That’s why I’m here. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. Higher Self:  Ah, so you’ve grown tired of your masterpiece? Good. Let’s examine it, then. What is anxiety, truly? Seeker: It feels like fear. A deep, restless fear of what might go wrong, of what others might think of me. Higher Self: And yet, could it not be something else? Could this “fear” not simply be energy, knocking at the doors of your consciousness, ...

Imagine a little girl, no older than seven, who is asked to go to her room to fetch her jacket. As she steps through the doorway, her eyes catch sight of a toy—a bright, colorful object that invites her into the timeless world of play. For a moment, she forgets the jacket and gets lost in her own imagination. When she emerges from her room, jacketless, an adult looks at her and says, “What’s wrong with you? You’re so stupid! You let me down.” Pause for a moment. Imagine how that little girl might feel. Even if she tries to brush it off, something inside her would shrink. A spark of self-worth might dim. Now, imagine that you are the parent of that child, standing in the doorway, witnessing this exchange. You would almost certainly feel a surge of protectiveness, perhaps even anger toward the abuser. You might step in and say, “That’s no way to speak to her!” Yet, how often do we speak to ourselves or those we love in this very same way? Inside each of us lives a version of that little ...

The power of a question—a simple arrangement of words that can open doors, shift perspectives, and change the trajectory of an entire life. We often judge people by the answers they give, but in truth, the essence of a person is far better revealed by the questions they dare to ask. For a good question is not merely a request for information; it is an invitation to explore, to reflect, and ultimately, to transform. Language holds no greater power than the question. Yet, it is often misunderstood. When we tell someone what to do, resistance may arise. The ego balks at direction, at being controlled. But when we ask someone a question—when we gently guide them toward their own answers—they take ownership of the process. And with ownership comes action, for there is no greater motivator than discovering, “Ah, this was my idea all along.” Consider this: when life knocks you down, when failure looms large, the instinctual question we often ask ourselves is, “What’s wrong with me?” It’s a qu...

 Imagine, if you will, that life is a grand play, a cosmic dance, and in this theater, you are both the actor and the audience. Now, what would happen if you pretended—fully and without reservation—that everything always works out for you? Not in the sense of blind optimism, mind you, but as a playful, willing suspension of disbelief. For when you choose to pretend, you aren’t deceiving yourself; rather, you’re giving yourself the freedom to explore life with an open heart, free from the shackles of doubt.  It is as if you are casting a spell upon yourself , a deliberate enchantment of your own mind, creating the reality you wish to experience. Pretending that all things work in your favor doesn’t mean you’re ignoring reality, but rather that you are, in a sense, creating it. You see, when you act as if everything will fall into place, you change your relationship to the present moment. You bring a lightness, a sense of possibility, and the courage to face whatever may come. T...

And here is a revelation I have come to embrace: bliss, the present moment is more than a fleeting feeling or a momentary escape. It is a gateway—a sacred threshold to the vast expanse of existence beyond this earthly plane. I believe that life does not unfold in a simple linear path, from birth to death, but that the past, present, and future are all happening simultaneously, layered like threads in an intricate tapestry. Each life, each experience, exists as part of this eternal now, intersecting across dimensions. When you sit in true bliss, in the stillness of your being, you align yourself with the harmony of this greater reality. Bliss is not only the quiet at the heart of all things; it is a portal to the infinite. In that moment of peace, when your soul breathes freely, you step into the timeless. You connect with the versions of yourself that have lived before, that are living now in other realms, and that will come into being. You tap into the universal thread that links all ...

Imagine life as a tango of small, seemingly insignificant moments—pauses, habits, little routines that we glide through automatically. Now, what if these daily rhythms could become the very framework for transformation? What if each of these moments was a tiny portal, a doorway into a richer experience of being? You see, a meteor changes its course in the vastness of space by shifting just a fraction each day. Over time, this tiny, deliberate redirection amounts to a completely new path, a monumental shift. And so it is with us. Every day we encounter routines—red lights, brushing our teeth, folding laundry. Each one of these automatic actions, if only we set it right, could become a trigger, a reminder to nudge ourselves toward something extraordinary. Take the red light, for instance. Why not use it as a reminder to invite love into your heart? As you pause, see the red as a call to gratitude—savor a quick moment of deep appreciation for life, the people you love, the breath in your ...