In space I sat, not in body, but in soul. An eternal expanse, ancient but in perfect moving order, it groaned gently as it moved around me in a circular motion, like an old carousel at the fair. Infinite in size, unmeasurable by mind, grand beyond vision.

I watched for a time, a very long time, and then an urge came over me. It was as if a whisper crept through space towards me, so subtle, perhaps more like a gaze than a whisper but distinct in its presence and energy. Then I knew what I had suspected was the case. I was not alone. I was looking, but also, I was seen.

For the longest time, it was only a philosophical notion, that is, how can one see, if they are not also seen. So I had been waiting for evidence to present itself, paying attention to more and more subtle motions. And now, I heard it, I saw it seeing!

Then I drew in all the energy I could muster, and yelled, not with voice, but with spirit, into the void:

“I want to see All and Everything. I want to know through direct experience the full truth of the cosmos, of reality, of life and of death”…and then it happened, and I watched as The All unfolded itself, and in-turn unfolded me.

The All & Tristan Stuart (n.d).