She reaches out and touches my hand; everything sparkles, like galaxies exploding into nothingness. Our hands melt together, dissolving everything around us.

The illusion crumbles before our eyes—the show staged, the construct of reality revealing itself. I think, “Are we the only real thing within this illusion?”

How did we end up here? Everything feels familiar, as if I’ve been here in past lifetimes. Her kisses are a deja vu to other planets, her essence like floating in the ocean. Yet, her eyes, a portal to another dimension filled with love and compassion.

The energy between us is undeniable, felt, touched, seen from miles away. One would have to be lifeless not to acknowledge this connection. Not just any connection, but the purest of them all. It was almost absurd to have thought we wouldn’t indulge in our primal instincts that night.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in life.

Breathe out, observe.

Breathe in love.

Breathe out, merge into one.

A waterfall of light splashes upon us, eternal, infinitely powerful. An experience that shocks and knocks your boots off. But no time for fear, we’re past that; we’re willing to die.

The electric impulse throws me out of my body, into her past. I feel her pain, her past-conditionings, all the social programming we’ve endured to realize who we really are, to come back home, to see clearly.

I care not for her past or anything related to the previous construct of self. I no longer base my experience on past events but on the present moment.

All stuck energy passes through my body, dissolving into the cosmos. I feel like crying, destroyed, unable to recognize myself, but I don’t care. We’re shedding our skin, transmuting energy into unconditional love.

“You are free now, embrace your true self, your true power. Explode into the unknown, attain the unattainable, willing to allow your full transformation.”

And so I did. I threw myself into oblivion, dying only to be reborn with a new understanding. Social constructs melted as everything else around me. I became a snake, slithering through a Goddess’s body. Then, the Goddess danced. The snake transformed, and He opened his eyes—the transformer itself. Finally, I embrace my true self. Finally, I let go.

What followed was the most ineffable of events. Planets were created around us as the divine forces of the masculine and the feminine merged, expanding galaxies underneath us. The most blissful golden light showed us the chaotic magnificence of the universe.

But wait! Are we the ones creating the planets and expanding the galaxies? Are we that heavenly golden light? The answer to those questions is the most mind-blowingly beautiful realization one could ever have.