The Bubble

We are One even though in real life we perceive to be separated. We all float in separate bubbles—our idiosyncratic I-perceptions. In spite of our bubble though, we can feel others. We can listen to their concerns and wishes. We can be aware of our own agenda and that of others. Often, we can even understand the overall landscape that we are all part of. Alas, then there are times when our bubble fogs up and we can’t see beyond our own nose. Our heart shuts down and instead of tuning into other people we project our own feelings onto them. Suddenly, we are on an island of our own making.

I think the bubble idea depicts our spiritual journey well. The bubble is our ego. It keeps us going; it accentuates our uniqueness, but it keeps us isolated way too often. We figure that is how lives goes until a spiritual journey kicks in. We notice the beautiful landscape that we are embedded in once the bubble gets polished. Some are in fact born with a great visibility. They have empathy, a big heart and think about others just as much as they think about themselves. Unfortunately, these are exactly the folks who often attract trouble in a ‘dog-eat-dog’ world and then they shut down until they Awaken to their true powers.

A spiritual path opens up when we notice that life polishes our bubble all the time if we only let it. Most folks don’t realize that life is designed to polish the bubble for us. They work so hard to better their fate that they fog up the bubble from inside. If instead we just embrace what life confronts us with and learn to run with it, the realization that we are part of Oneness grows naturally. Life even has the ability to prick our bubble. Life’s ups and downs are fine-tuned just perfectly that we can become aware of our soul sibling’s journeys alongside. Enough successes to be fulfilled, and sufficient defeats to become humble enough to know that the journey is not just about us.

As a spiritual coach I would never have the arrogance to claim that I could burst the bubble for anyone. Only God can do that in my experience. I have, however, observed how life has polished my bubble from the inside as well as the outside, and I have understood that we can be part of the clean-up process. Life is just a game and we have borrowed these bubbles for a short while to play with each other. Never mind if a brother bumps into you, and never mind if a sister decides to play with someone else instead. Keep your eye on the playground and feel your way. One day the bubble will burst for good. Until this blessed day, simply enjoy the game!