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Category: Lightworker Reflections

  • The Journey of the Soul: From Belief to Oneness

    By ChoitalykRuman

    Spirituality is not a fixed destination—it is a journey, an unfolding of the heart. Along the way, we experience different stages of how we relate to the Divine.

    At first, many of us begin with belief. We sense that there is something higher, something greater than ourselves. Belief gives us comfort and direction, yet it can also keep the Divine at a distance, as if heaven and earth are separated.

    With time, belief may blossom into love. Love draws the Divine nearer. It transforms ideas into living presence. In love, we begin to feel God not as far away, but right before us—alive in the sunrise, in the laughter of a child, in the quiet strength of the heart.

    Beyond love lies a deeper mystery: the state of dissolving into the Divine. Here, there is no separation at all. The small self disappears, and the soul awakens to its true essence—one with all life, free and infinite. This is where spirituality reveals its deepest truth: that the Divine is not apart from us, but the very core of our being.

    A Simple Story

    There is an old tale of a seeker who once asked his teacher:
    “Where can I find God?”

    The teacher pointed to the sky. “In belief, God is above you.”
    The seeker prayed faithfully, and the sky became a place of hope. Yet, God still felt far away.

    One day, the teacher placed a flower in the seeker’s hand and said,
    “When you love, God stands before you.”
    The seeker began to see beauty in every corner of life—in people, in nature, in every breath. God was no longer distant, but near.

    Years later, the seeker returned with tears in his eyes. “But where is God now?” he asked.

    The teacher smiled and whispered,
    “When you are no longer searching, when you have emptied yourself of ‘I’ and ‘mine,’ you will find that you were never separate at all. God is not above you or before you—God is within you, as you.”

    Spirituality is not about collecting knowledge or memorizing truths. It is the gentle expansion of consciousness, a widening of awareness, until every moment carries the fragrance of the sacred.

    Perhaps the invitation for each of us is this: to begin with belief, grow into love, and finally surrender into oneness. For in losing ourselves in the Divine, we do not lose—we finally find.

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  • A Conversation With My Creator—A Mother’s Whisper to the Divine

    Author: ChoitalykRuman

    In moments of stillness,
    I turned to my Creator and whispered,
    “Guide me, O Source of all wisdom,
    For I do not know the way without You.”
    And in the quiet depth of my soul, He answered
    Not with thunder or lightning,
    But with a soft unfolding of grace.

    In the sacred dialogue between my heart and my Lord,
    There exists an invisible thread
    A connection unbroken,
    A love that speaks without sound.

    Once again, He breathed life into me.
    Not just the rise and fall of breath,
    But a renewal of strength,
    A whisper of hope,
    A reason to keep going.

    When I thirst,
    Not just for water, but for comfort, understanding, and peace
    It is He who quenches me.
    When hunger arises,
    Of the body, or of the soul
    He feeds me with kindness, patience, and quiet reassurance.

    When I feel helpless in life’s changing tides,
    He holds me.
    When I fall sick, whether in flesh or in spirit,
    He is the Healer
    Working through unseen hands,
    Sending relief, sending light.

    This give and take, this sacred exchange between my Lord and me.
    It continues, endlessly.
    Invisible, yet ever-present.
    Silent, yet louder than any voice.

    And as a mother
    Now that my child has grown,
    Living apart, walking his own path,
    Carrying the weight of his own life and responsibilities
    I understand, I respect his journey.
    But oh, how I miss him.

    There is an ache that lives within me
    A soft, unspoken gap in my chest.
    Not from grief, but from longing.
    Not from absence, but from love stretched across distance.

    Though he left not in rebellion but in growth,
    My heart still calls his name in prayer.
    My soul still wraps around him,
    Every morning and every night.
    I cry out—not with tears of sorrow,
    But with the longing only a mother can know.

    And only You, my Lord,
    Truly hear those cries.
    You gather my silent weeping,
    You carry the prayers I cannot put into words
    “Watch over him, protect him, guide him.”
    You become my comfort when my arms cannot reach.

    Oh my Lord
    Your compassion has no boundaries,
    Your mercy has no conditions.
    Your love is limitless,
    And in You, I place my child, again and again.

    I do not just worship You
    I love You, endlessly.
    Not out of obligation,
    But because You hold all the pieces of my soul
    The mother in me,
    The woman in me,
    The seeker, the believer, the beloved.

    Forever Yours,
    A servant,
    A mother,
    A soul wrapped in Your eternal light.

    Author ChoitalykRuman/#ummeymiah

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