A Soul’s Enquiry into the Unknown
What if…
this body is not the real me?
What if I have imagined this world —
and this ‘I’ —
as something separate,
when all along there was no separation at all?
What if I am here only for a brief, fleeting journey,
and this… is not my true home?
What if I have simply been playing a role,
and somewhere along the way,
forgotten who I truly am?
What if my mind is so deeply conditioned
that even if Truth — or God — stood before me,
I would turn away and whisper,
“It can’t be this simple,”
only because I made it complicated?
Because I was taught
that depth must come with effort,
that love must come with worth,
and God… with fear.
What if all the knowledge I’ve gathered —
all the information, opinions, and concepts —
is actually carrying me farther
from the Ultimate Truth?
And what I truly need…
is to unlearn?
What if the very structure of society —
the lifelong conditioning of holding on, owning, becoming more —
is exactly what blinds me
from seeing Reality as it truly is?
What if this habit of holding on —
to things, to people, to identities —
has also made me hold on
to pain?
To guilt?
To shame, fear, and unspoken grief?
What if I’ve been carrying these burdens
like old clothes that no longer fit,
only because I forgot
how to be naked?
What if…
these very burdens
are precisely what I must let go?
And in the space that remains —
in the quiet —
I finally glimpse something vast,
something true,
something that has been waiting patiently
within me!
And what if…
in one sacred moment of surrender —
when I stop trying to become
and simply dissolve —
I finally see THAT?
What if THAT is beyond all religions, castes, species, morals, nations —
beyond every fragment of separation and division?
What if we have misunderstood God
and misunderstood THAT
all along?
What if, when we reach THAT,
only Joy, Purity, and Bliss remain —
everything else burnt away,
as if the little ‘I’ stood before the Sun
and vanished,
leaving no one behind to say,
“I saw THAT.”
What if…
only when I am empty of me and mine,
I am finally free?
4 comments
This is a beautiful reflection on how we get in our own way.
I really resonated with the idea that we miss the Truth simply because we expect it to be complicated or difficult. We are so used to “doing” and “becoming” that we forget how to just be.
You nailed it with the ending—true freedom isn’t about gathering more knowledge, but about the courage to unlearn and let go.
Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you mam, means a lot coming from you.
Great depth in the write up. Really insane.🧡🙌
And to continue ….
What if… every question you’ve asked is itself a doorway, not to an answer, but to the One who is asking?
What if the very longing you feel — the ache to remember, to return, to dissolve — is already the whisper of the Truth calling you home?
What if nothing has ever been hidden from you, except by the stories you believed you needed in order to feel separate?
What if the forgetting was part of the play… and the remembering is simply the end of a dream?
What if the freedom you seek isn’t somewhere far away, but is the quiet presence that has been watching every rise and fall of your life?
What if the pain you carry has only ever wanted to be seen, held, and released back into the vastness from which it came?
What if the space that remains after the release is not empty at all, but full — full of the peace you thought you had lost, the love you thought you had to earn, the God you thought you had to find?
And what if… in the stillness after all the ‘me’ dissolves, you discover you were never separate, never lacking, never lost?
What if… you were the Truth — the whole time?
😂🫡
Finally, someone sees the ache and longing with which this has been written.
I invite you write your own version of what If… this was beautiful.
Thank you