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greatest hits.

you are already living your luckiest, most blessed lifetime. it’s this one. you’ll know it by how everything gets taken away. sometimes it’s slow and sometimes it’s sudden, but you’ll notice that everything ends, everyone leaves, everything breaks, or you didn’t ever get the thing. and not for lack of trying. not at all. that’s how you’ll know it’s this lifetime.

everything in your story is an echo from lineages and lifetimes past. you’re only here because of karma. you’re still just a soul, participating in the cosmic balance of cause and effect, growing into your own shoes. when you see your life playing out like a “greatest hits” of every possible thing that could be painful to you, that’s when you know you’ve arrived.

instead of marrying your sweetheart and taking care of them until they were old and gray and dead, that same dynamic was just a blip in this life. your early heartbreaks were just the first in a string of pearls: you quit waiting around for people to do what they promised, you quit pouring into cups with holes in them, and you quit pouring into those with nothing to give but their own thirst and empty cups. all this so you might finally allow yourself the experience of true love.

diverted from the toil and cloistered prestige of mastery through apprenticeship, a path you’d already charted over dozens of previous incarnations, this is the one where nothing lasts and everything fails and you had to start over (and over and over) just to experience how the empire you build inside becomes power you could only have manifested in this day, this age, as this version of yourself. you’ll laugh. the lifetime everything gets destroyed is the lifetime everything happens; nothing happens in the lifetimes you get to keep everything.