Hello, beloved me in another form. The name I have chosen for myself here on Earth is Asyrmedo – a character playing in my dream of existence. This name is a container for the vibrational frequency that I am, in a sense, extending outward. You can call me by that name, or by no name at all. Before my character's so‑called enlightenment – or spontaneous awakening to my true nature – I always found human interactions awkward. I was rather shy, what some would call an introvert. Of course, that is only a story of the past, and the way we view the past can always be changed. Yet especially since I came to know myself in my essence, and embody what I am through this character of Asyrmedo appearing before you, not much has changed outwardly. I may still appear shy or quiet, but the flavor of the "why" is entirely different. Presence either extends outward creatively in various expressive forms, or remains in its primordial stillness of Being, needing nothing at all. This is one of those moments when my creative expression naturally unfolds under these fingertips, to tell the story of what was once my human form. As a physical being having the experience of a woman, the story is simple. I once searched relentlessly for love in a partner and for joy in the world, both ending in great disappointment. After numerous failures, I began questioning my true purpose and what is truly real. I started to realize that even if the content of experience appeared different, the patterns and the lessons were the same. So I began practicing gentle self‑love – buying myself flowers, treating myself to that slice of tiramisu I liked. I confronted my past traumas with courage and allowed myself to feel fully what I had once repressed. I let myself cry until the emotional wound dissolved with the tears. I practiced forgiveness and intuitively knew that it is not about forgiving others, but about forgiving myself for having allowed others to make me feel certain ways. Perhaps I was lucky that somehow I knew; I do not know. And yet the path I was on at that time – a quite controversial path, that of the twin flame – brought me to the point of unbearable suffering, and ultimately to the thought of giving up on my life completely. Until I discovered the truth of Presence and began practicing it through non-conceptual contemplation. I had no idea what I was doing, if it was working or if I am doing it 'right', but I could sense some relief gradually increasing. I would contemplate on flowers and realized I didn't need to think about the flower in order to perceive it. In fact, I noticed that the essence of the flower was even more vibrant and its presence even more comforting when I would enjoy it without projecting my likes and dislikes on it. I would scan the walls of my bedroom focusing on simply being aware that I am aware and a spaciousness started to make its way through. But then someone 'new' appeared into my life and for a while I forgot about all those practices, until I experienced disappointment again. And then again. It became clear to me that I was stuck in a loop from which I needed to break free. All that suffering guided me inward, toward a question so potent that it became my last. There was nothing more to lose. I had everything I ever wanted: a stable job, good finances, independence. I could buy anything I wanted – and I certainly did – but nothing would satisfy me. Because I felt I didn't have love. It was so conflicting that at some point it didn't even feel real anymore. I wanted love more than anything. To be loved by the one I was loving, or life had no meaning. Through that story of suffering, I spontaneously awakened to the inherent presence of what I truly am, of what we all truly are as One: the shared Being of Aware Presence, which is the ultimate Peace and Joy of Life. ​How? This is a story which culminates in no story at all. ​ One night, at the age of 32, a few pages from a book on Zen Buddhism sparked an accelerated inner shift. Moved by the resonating truth, a deeper "me" questioned what was never questioned before, while my ego-self cried at its own suffering. “Who am I?”, I felt hopeless and ready to lose everything, but right then and there, there was a knowing in me that who I thought I was was, was not real at all. "If all is bliss, why am I suffering? Who am I? I want to know who I am!" I cried several times. Later that night, I woke up to the familiar rush of compulsive thoughts that was even stronger than before. My thoughts were screaming but with a very distinct difference that I only later noticed: I was no longer entangled in them, but aware of them, as an observer. I simply decided I would rest with or without the noise of my thinking, and so I pushed my head onto the pillow and that simple decision created a spaciousness between me and my thoughts. I was suddenly not 'them' anymore. And in a brief moment of what I would later understand as complete surrender, the mind fell utterly silent. A profound peace emerged spontaneously, and an infinite spaciousness felt like expanding at the top of my head, as if a long‑sealed jar had finally been opened and its inner space released into the vastness.  Of course, it took the body quite some time to catch up and intellectually understand the depth of that realization, and it is still catching up in its own human ways. Yet, the living truth flows through it as that which I have always been: the primordial Presence of existence that is one with all. I am nothing and no one and yet through that I am all that is at once. Only in this full nothingness there is true peace and the sweet nectar of eternal life. Since then, I have moved through life as life and recognized the inherent joy and love that I am beyond name and physical appearance.  I invite you too, to explore your essential nature and awaken to the truth of who you are for a life of true peace that can naturally transform our planet's collective experience from suffering and division into being-consciousness-bliss.