Dear James 🎶

I like it that you refer to me as “pure consciousness” 🙂 That’s nice, really.

About “daily worries, struggles and sufferring”- yes, like you said, those are temporary.

You’re not denying those, you’re saying that we need to see our essence, pure consciousness, to not forget it.

In a few words, how would you define ” pure consciousness”? Or is it impossible to define, rather it’s something to feel- to know- without words?

🌙 Anita

Dear James ✨✨✨

Yes, I am the sky. You are the sky.

I am not the clouds ☁️☁️☁️

When I let go of the clouds, as I do tonight, what is left is nothing but the sky.

The hopes, the emotions, the tears- all are temporary, clouds that clear and all that there is- is the vast blue sky. Nothing personal.

But oh, boy.. how intense those clouds can be. So much life in those clouds, or so it feels.

🌈🌈🌈 Anita

Dear James 🎶

I understand your view, and I do find comfort in the sky metaphor.

I also honor the personal, human side of experience — the part that feels, hopes, and lives through the clouds. That is important to me.

Good night, James. My best wishes for you ✨✨✨

Anita