5/5 The Union

There comes a moment when even the return dissolves.No more before or after, no more within or without.The breath that once carried you inward now flows in every direction at once —the same breath moving through stars, rivers, and bones.

This is the Union.Not a joining, but the end of separation.What you had called “self” and “world” reveal themselves as mirrors in a single light.You look, and the looking looks back.

Here, love and knowledge are the same act.Here, fire and water no longer oppose each other;they weave the same brightness.The body stands transparent,its boundaries soft as air,and the heart beats in rhythm with the unseen pulse that sustains all things.

There is no longer one who awakens —only awakening,infinite, unending.

The Union cannot be kept, nor lost.It is not an experience to remember,but the silence from which all experiences arise.

You walk, you speak, you work, you rest —and through it all,the current continues.The world shines quietly,and you know, without thought,that the Work has never truly begun,because it has never truly ended.