Le Monde
Another turn inside the ascendent spiral of life
How does an artist know when their art is finished? How do they know when to stop brushing, or when to add that last note? How do they know when to step back and say, "Okay, this is it"? The funny thing is: no one but the artist can know. And no one else can argue the opposite.
Well, that’s the best way to describe how I feel today. A sense of accomplishment and wholeness wraps my heart. It’s a feeling that arrives quietly, in gratitude, peace, and a touch of nostalgia. Like an artist stepping back from their work, I know this chapter of my life is complete—not because there’s anything left to change, but because it simply is.
I’ve spent most of my life exploring the world, driven by a deep need for radical freedom—freedom from the beliefs I inherited or internalized, the ones that once wounded my heart and clouded my vision. For a long time, I moved through life with a sense of urgency: to heal, to overcome, to become better. But now, that urgency is gone. There’s nothing left to fight against. Nothing to fix or dissolve. I feel content.
And now, with nothing left to wrestle with, I sense a quiet void in my heart—if there are no more enemies to face, is the warrior still a warrior?
Looking into that void, I find something unexpected, yet familiar. I see my formless essence, yours, and everyone’s. In that reflection, I feel an underlying, numinous presence—the eye of the hurricane. A divine momentum. The heart of the universe—Hridaya.
I’ve already stepped through the doorway into a new chapter of my life. And to be honest, I feel like a kid on his first day of school. It’s a funny feeling—to have walked such a long and challenging journey, only to end up feeling like a rookie once again.
Life is full of ironies and constant reminders that there is absolutely nothing to hold on to in this universe—not even our own sense of self. No intrinsic meaning, no ultimate goal, no grandiose purpose. And yet, a sacred energy keeps hovering gently in my heart: loving awareness. Along with it comes a beautiful humbling realization, a fresh sense of newness: Shoshin—the beginner’s mind.
An innocent question arises: What happens when I do nothing? And the wind whispers back: Life keeps happening.
Only the ego believes that life happens solely through effort and actions—when we do something, when we interpret and measure the world through the lens of the languages, systems, and mechanisms we’ve created. Only the ego believes that life has a limit, circumscribed by those structures and actions. Only the ego believes that life ends when it ceases to exist—the ultimate expression of non-action: death.
And yet, I feel nothing but compassion for my ego. Because I know it is just another tiny ripple in the vast tides of the divine ocean—a windmill, naively and courageously swirling and shouting: look, I exist! before dissolving into space. A wiggly leaf about to fall from the tree, slowly but inexorably coming back to the earth—the Source.
Although these lines may sound like a closure, they are not—there is no such thing as an end. Life is an infinite stream of cycles. And even though life will keep happening regardless the insignificant act of posting of this text, it’s imperative for me to write it, to keep engaging with life, to be involved in it. It was never about importance—it’s always been about presence and creativity. I do what I do not because of its relevance in the schemes of modern society, but because I deeply desire it and enjoy it. It brings aliveness to my heart—as simple as that may sound.
Le Monde—The World—is the final arcana of the Marseille Tarot. In it, we see the full spectrum of cosmic forces in perfect balance, converging at the center in the image of a naked woman, gracefully dancing with a staff in one hand and a conch in the other—masculine and feminine energies in harmony. She represents completion and wholeness—another turn in the infinite, ascending spiral of life. She is totally free. She lives in complete sovereignty over herself: unapologetic, humble, powerful, and filled with joy and gratitude for a life well lived—at peace with the world.
Looking back, I feel nothing but gratitude. Countless blessings have graced my path. So many beautiful souls have brought love into my life. Extraordinary adventures have reminded me what it means to truly feel alive. And yet, I suppose none of this is a big deal either. It’s just another turn in the divine spiral—one among countless others. What makes it special is that I had the chance to witness it, to feel it, to live it, and to share it.
We’ll see what comes with this next turn in the spiral.
So beautiful❣️