We humans have a habit of saying: “I created this myself.”

Even those who openly admit that during the creative process they feel a certain higher power guiding them—even they put their own human name on the result.

Even the Periodic Table bears Mendeleev’s name, although he clearly stated that it came to him in a dream.

That’s just how we tend to oversimplify our speech 🤷‍♂️

Can you imagine Mendeleev bringing the table of chemical elements to a scientific council and saying:

Behold, people! God, in His mercy, has bestowed this table upon us! He, the Almighty, sent His Angel into my dream, who showed and explained its structure to me. (To be fair… I didn’t manage to remember all the cells… well, maybe I’ll remember and fill them in later…)

😁

A stalemate…

It’s like being stuck waist-deep in a swamp. On one hand, you want something better—without the dampness, the stench, or the cold creatures crawling under your shirt. But on the other hand, it feels… okay. You’ve grown used to it; you’ve endured it. The creatures might be slimy, but they are familiar now. And if you start moving too much, what if it gets worse? What if you sink even deeper? Why complain now—being waist-deep is better than being chest-deep like some people. Besides, complaining is for the weak, and I’m not like that. I’ll endure…

Complaining is, of course, useless. But such a stalemate (stagnation, suspension) contradicts the law of evolution, the law of Life. Sooner or later, Life will nudge you toward movement, toward an exit from stagnation—by sinking you chest-deep into that swamp. If even then no movement is triggered, it will sink you neck-deep. It will keep sinking you until you snap out of it—take matters into your own hands and start pulling yourself out.

The essence is that you get what you strive for: reach for Life—stay active and live; stand or lie still—and you’ll be covered in ash.

Every deeper plunge is not a punishment, but an attempt to wake a person from oblivion. Baron Munchausen serves as our example here—he didn’t just pull himself out by his own hair, but his horse as well.

Perhaps your Horse is also waiting for you to pull it out of the swamp? Or maybe it’s a Unicorn, or a Dragon 🐉

No man is an island.

You cannot harvest a field alone, nor build a house, nor raise children…

We are built in such a way that for a normal, fulfilling life, a human being needs another human being. In this lies both our weakness and our strength, our limitation and our greatest advantage.

Those who understand this strive for cooperation, interaction, and the building of long-term, mutually beneficial connections. For only together, only as one, are we capable of “moving mountains.”

Community is the very fulcrum Archimedes was searching for—the one capable of moving the Earth.

So, I was taking vocal lessons, and they told me: “Imagine there’s a piston in your body; when you inhale, it moves ’like this,’ and when you sing, it moves ’like that.’” I tried to visualize it, I breathed, and—lo and behold—I sounded better! What kind of magic is this!

Imagine that instead of a piston, there’s a chakra in your body, like a flower with petals…

I worked with the petals, and—lo and behold—I feel better!

Imagine your spirit animal is approaching you…

We met, we worked together, and—lo and behold—I became healthier and more active.

This list could go on forever, but the point remains the same: it doesn’t really matter how ‘real’ or ‘unreal’ the magic is. What matters is that it works!

Once you’ve felt your “piston” and trained that control to the point of being automatic—voila! You are on a different level of self-mastery and a different level of interacting with the World. The level of magic.

After all, it is our own responsibility to make magic real for ourselves.

I remember a person who, while studying astral practices, reached a certain stage and declared: “This is all nonsense.” And with that, he ended the “nonsense” in his life. Now he’ll never sing an opera—because without the conscious control of the piston, the result is rather weak.

Any action requires energy. And in any process we expend our energy — real, imaginary, astral, mental, etc. And therefore it is very important to observe the rituals of beginning and end of processes.

Beginning - we direct the flow of energy into the launched process. End - we give a signal to stop the release of energy into the process.

It happens that we started one task and were distracted, then other tasks came up, then there was some other reason to forget about what we started, and then we remembered — and postponed it for later. And the energy continues to be released. After all, no one gave a signal to complete.

You can imagine a samovar in which the tap was opened and forgotten to close. Only our “samovar” has a great many such taps — as many as we invent for ourselves.

And it’s not so important what result in the process we managed to achieve, whether we are satisfied with it or not. Everyone knows the rule: worked – rest. And to fully rest you need to close the “taps”. Worked - slammed the door - went to rest.

Until we are filled with love, we will bargain.

I give you this, and what do you give me? I do this for you, and what do you do for me? And if we are not satisfied with what we receive, we feel discontent. Disappointment. Because essentially we wanted to receive, not to give.

What changes when we are filled with love?

The main property of love is to give. When a person is in love, they give from their nature, not from benefit. Just as it is the nature of a lamp to give light, so a person in love radiates it. On the human level, the question immediately arises: what can I give you? What can I do for you?

When the gifts of love pour into a clean vessel, they cause a response — the awakening of love, which also strives to give. And in such resonance, there becomes even more love.

Pouring love into a vessel with holes is premature — it will immediately leak out. First, you need to patch the holes and clean the inner walls.

I call this — “purifying the Heart.”

In 2020, one of my Teachers on the subtle plane tried to teach me something. The lesson was memorable, and I wrote it down in my diary.

In 2021, I used the method I had learned — there was a suitable case. I did it automatically, it seemed to work successfully. And only now, after 4-5 years, it dawned on me and I understood what I was taught!

(I’m silent about the completeness of understanding, because God knows what else I didn’t understand in that lesson) 😄

… So the old man went to the blue sea; he began to call the golden fish. The fish swam up to him and asked: “What do you need, old man?” The old man answers her with a bow: “Have mercy, sovereign fish, my old woman scolded me, she gives the old man no peace: she needs a new trough; ours has completely split.” The golden fish answers: “Don’t worry, go with God. You will have happiness…”

The old man returned to his hut; look: on the threshold stands a new trough,

And the old woman has vanished without a trace.

The fish was far-sighted.

Can one infinity be greater or less than another infinity?

In fact, human consciousness is not able to fully grasp even one infinity. And what kind of comparison can there be if we don’t even understand what we are comparing…

But mathematically it is simple and obvious:

(∞) is less than (∞+1)