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When Empathy Crosses the Threshold of Self

Empathy is often described as understanding another’s feelings, yet this description barely scratches the surface of its deepest expression. At its highest register, empathy ceases to be an act of imagination and becomes an act of participation. Something more radical occurs; identity loosens, boundaries soften, and awareness enters a living intimacy with another mode of being.

Such empathy does not merely observe suffering or joy from a distance. Consciousness steps into the interior rhythm of another life and begins to feel from within. Breath, sensation, and perception reorganize themselves. Experience no longer revolves around a private centre. A wider gravity takes hold.

Kosmocentric awareness emerges at this threshold. Attention no longer privileges the personal narrative or even the collective identity of a group. Life is sensed as a single field expressing itself through countless forms. Compassion, here, is not chosen. It flows naturally, the way heat radiates from fire.

To walk in the shoes of a bodhisattva is not to adopt a moral stance or imitate a spiritual role. It is to feel what it means to be animated by responsibility without burden. The heart expands beyond emotional warmth into something rhythmic and vast, beating not for one life, but for life itself. Suffering is felt directly, yet it does not collapse the system. The capacity to hold pain grows alongside the capacity to love.

Such an experience dissolves the familiar distinction between self and other. Helping another no longer feels like altruism. It feels like circulation; energy moving where it is needed, without hesitation or self-congratulation. Action arises spontaneously, guided by clarity rather than obligation.

This level of empathy cannot be sustained through effort alone. It arises when identification with the separate self loosens enough for consciousness to re-centre itself within the whole. What remains is not detachment, but intimacy without possession. Care without agenda. Presence without contraction.

Moments like these recalibrate what it means to be human. After tasting kosmocentric empathy, ordinary indifference becomes impossible to justify. Even when the experience fades, something irreversible has occurred. A deeper reference point has been established.

Empathy, at its summit, reveals itself not as an emotional skill, but as a shift in being. Life recognizes itself through you, and the heart learns a larger rhythm; one that beats for all beings, without exception.

Morgan O. Smith

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When Consciousness Expands

One who rises in consciousness carries the whole world with them

True elevation has never been a private ascent. A mind that opens beyond its own fears begins to sense an older responsibility; not imposed, not moralistic, but inherent. Awareness expands, and with it comes the realization that no being exists in isolation. Every shift in clarity touches the field that holds all life.

A seeker who matures into fuller presence discovers that service is not an action added after awakening; service is awakening. When identity loosens, compassion flows without effort. When the self-image dissolves, the boundaries that once separated “me” from “them” weaken. The inner horizon stretches, and the heart recognizes itself mirrored in every face, every struggle, every aspiration.

Elevated consciousness is not an escape from difficulty. It is the courage to feel the world deeply without drowning in it. It is the capacity to meet suffering without turning away, to meet conflict without reacting, to meet diversity without fear. A person who stands at this level carries a certain luminosity; not the glow of superiority, but the warmth of someone who remembers what others have forgotten.

Such a being does not preach. They embody. They do not force change. They invite it. Their presence rearranges the space around them, not through domination but through coherence. The clarity they embody becomes an anchor for those lost in fragmentation. The steadiness they hold becomes a doorway for others to walk through.

A world marked by anxiety and division does not only need more information or better ideas. It needs individuals who have refined their inner instrument so that perception becomes precise, actions become clean, and motives become transparent. It needs humans who can hold the collective weight without collapsing under it.

Rising to the highest level of consciousness is not a privilege; it is a calling that echoes through every moment of our lives. When answered, the transformation does not belong to the individual alone. It radiates outward, touching all who cross their path, offering a quiet reminder that liberation is not solitary; it is shared.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Convergence of Two Inner Universes

Tantric intimacy at its highest expression asks far more than physical coordination or emotional closeness. It calls for a radical meeting of two interior worlds, a moment when each partner becomes permeable enough to feel the other from the inside, not as an idea, not as a projection, but as a lived reality.

Every human being carries an array of perspectives within themselves. A single person can contain confidence and insecurity, devotion and hesitation, tenderness and guardedness. These facets hold their own preferences, boundaries, temptations, limitations, and longings. They emerge from personal history, cultural conditioning, spiritual orientation, developmental stages, and the shadows that rarely see daylight.

When two people meet sexually, all of these internal voices arrive with them. Most partnerships only allow a few of these facets into the room. Tantric union at the highest level requires all of them; nothing hidden, nothing quarantined. Such intimacy becomes possible only when both partners cultivate the capacity to inhabit one another’s perspective with sincerity and depth.

A man must be able to feel the world through the feminine within himself, not as an idea but as an embodied sensitivity. A woman must be able to inhabit the masculine within her own psyche with clarity and strength. Two partners of the same sex must be able to move fluidly across these internal polarities as well. What matters is not gender, but the ability to witness and welcome the full spectrum that lives within both individuals.

When the masculine within one partner can feel the feminine within the other, and when the feminine within each partner can sense the dignity of the other’s masculine, the field becomes charged with a level of openness that dissolves separation. Perspectives begin to overlap. Interpretations soften. Defensive patterns lose their footing. The subtle bodies start to resonate in a shared rhythm.

At this stage, the encounter ceases to be merely erotic. It shifts toward a metaphysical fusion. Past experiences, both joyful and painful, move into alignment. Psychological stages synchronize. Shadows are no longer avoided but held with mutual reverence. The boundaries between “mine” and “yours” blur as both partners surrender the illusion of being separate centers of experience.

Orgasm in this dimension is not confined to the pelvis. It rises through the spine, floods the organs, spreads across the skin, echoes through the mind, and reverberates through the energetic architecture of both beings. It becomes a whole-body revelation where each atom awakens and responds. Sensations, insights, memories, emotions, and subtle impressions are exchanged effortlessly.

Two nervous systems begin to behave as one. Two hearts pulse in a shared rhythm. Two minds think as a unified intelligence. Two bodies discover a single current of pleasure and presence guiding them.

This is not fantasy or myth. It is the natural consequence of complete surrender, profound trust, and a willingness to meet the other without filters. When two people are willing to integrate their entire inner universe, every facet, every layer, every subtle movement, sex becomes a doorway into the primordial field where individuality dissolves and consciousness remembers its unity.

This is tantric intimacy at its peak: two beings discovering they have never been separate, using sexual union as the most direct mirror of that truth.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Impotent Monk

What Remains After the Fire

Most men may never understand what it feels like when the body pauses in response, even as doctors insist there is nothing wrong; no hormonal imbalance, no medical explanation, nothing. For nearly six years, I have lived with the stillness of fire that began not after an illness or injury, but after the most profound spiritual awakening of my life.

The event unfolded as a complete rupture of ordinary consciousness. A massive surge of energy, like a serpent coiling and rising along my spine, tore through every chakra until my crown split open. What followed was a cascade of light, as if every particle of my being erupted into ecstatic union, each atom proclaiming with clarity and force: I AM GOD. My body convulsed as though gripped by a seizure, yet my inner experience was one of perfect union with the entire cosmos. Every movement of mine was the movement of the universe, and every movement of the universe was my own.

That experience was ignited months after receiving darshan from Paramahamsa Vishwananda in 2019. Life has not returned to what it once was. The challenges below the waist have resisted every attempt at permanent resolution. Sessions with a chi master provided brief relief, but soon after, the absent spark would return. And yet, despite this, my relationship to the situation is not one of despair. Desire for vitality remains, but acceptance has settled in deeper than disappointment.

For men whose identity is tightly woven to the fire of physical intimacy, such a loss could feel devastating. For me, the years of spiritual preparation softened the impact. I knew that awakening could arrive with consequences. It was not only bliss that I had trained for, but the burning away of old attachments.

Ironically, from a fading of the physical echo came an experience of Tantra more profound than any physical act could offer. Without the presence of another, I encountered the total union of my inner masculine and feminine, the Anima and Animus dissolving into wholeness. The union was so complete that it redefined intimacy itself, showing me that sexuality is not bound to flesh but can open into direct communion with the soul.

Not long after that experience, I faced the deaths of colleagues and a high school friend. The timing was a reminder that awakening is never an escape from life’s fragility. Transformation and loss often arrive hand in hand.

The path that led to that awakening back in 2019 was punishing at times; physically, emotionally, mentally. Yet when I ask myself if I would choose differently, the answer remains no. I would walk this road again, and again, even when the body does not follow the heart, which many would find unbearable. Because what was given cannot be outweighed by what was taken.

Awakening strips away what is temporary to reveal what cannot be lost. Even if the body falters, the truth that was seen remains untouched.

Morgan O. Smith

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Non-Attachment

Admiring Her Beauty Without the Need to Possess It

She stood before you—radiant, complete, untouched by your desire. You saw her beauty not as something to claim but something to witness. No attempt to preserve it. No hunger to prolong the moment. Just presence.

This is the essence of non-attachment. The ability to recognize the luminous without needing to make it yours. To love deeply without ownership. To appreciate fully without clinging. To admire, and then walk away—not because you don’t care, but because you’ve seen clearly.

Desire often masquerades as appreciation. It sneaks in, subtle at first, until the gaze becomes gripping. The mind begins to script stories: how it could be, how it should be, how it must be. But true seeing requires no continuation. It is complete in its own silence.

Beauty invites reverence, not possession. When you see her—whatever or whatever she is—truly see her. Let that moment be enough. Let the gaze be unpolluted by longing. Let the love be real because it is free.

To walk away isn’t abandonment. It is freedom for both the viewer and the viewed. There is no trace left behind. No emotional residue. Just the echo of a sacred glimpse, unbroken by need.

And isn’t that the deepest form of intimacy? To allow something or someone to remain what they are, without the distortion of your grasp?

Non-attachment does not dim the light of love; it refines it. It teaches the heart how to hold everything while clinging to nothing. It teaches the soul how to dance with impermanence, and still call it sacred.

Sometimes the most awakened gesture isn’t to stay, or to reach, or to take—but simply to witness beauty… and bow.

Morgan O. Smith

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You’re Not Greater Than Anything

You’re the Only One to Ever Exist

No one else has ever walked this Earth as you. Not a version, not a shadow, not a resemblance. Just you.

Not because you’re special in the usual way that word is thrown around, but because existence itself only ever unfolded once—and it’s doing so now, as you.

This isn’t about ego. Ego thrives on comparisons: greater than, less than, better, worse, worthy, unworthy. But the truth beneath all that noise isn’t about status—it’s about singularity. The kind that isn’t measured. The kind that never repeats.

People spend their lives searching for meaning, purpose, and a sense of identity. They try to earn significance or prove their worth. But importance isn’t earned—it is. You are the original event. Not one among many. Not one of a kind. The kind.

Look around. Every face you see, every story, every moment, all of it—just folds within the One. That same One expressing itself here as your particular breath, your memories, your voice, your fears and awakenings. The sky that bends over you is not separate from your gaze. The rhythm of the world doesn’t move beside you; it pulses through you.

To say you are not greater than anything is to drop the illusion of measurement. Of trying to win at some existential game. But then comes the deeper realization: You are not less than anything either. There is nothing else to measure against. You’re the first and last word of this moment.

Nothing else has ever existed apart from this.

So ask yourself: What happens when you stop performing for reality and start remembering that you are it? What shifts when you no longer strive to become someone meaningful, but realize that meaning itself is being?

You’re not here to improve reality. You are the revealing of it.

And this unveiling has never happened before—not like this.

Morgan O. Smith

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Into the Heart of All Things

Love That Contains Everything

There comes a moment on the spiritual path when pain is no longer theoretical. It moves from being news headlines or distant horrors into something you feel as if it were happening inside your own body. Starvation in one region of the world burns in your own gut. The terror of assault trembles in your own bones. The rage of a lynching mob snarls behind your teeth.

This is no metaphor. Consciousness itself breaks open to encompass every cry, every injustice, every cruelty humanity has ever inflicted on itself or on the earth. There is no distance left between observer and observed. The entire spectrum of suffering is laid bare without filter or anesthetic.

Mystics have called this the dark night of the soul, but the phrase barely hints at its magnitude. It is not your personal night alone. It is the night of the whole species, the whole cosmos. Racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, genocides, rapes, wars, the silent grief of mothers burying children, the loneliness of elders abandoned, the silent weeping of animals led to slaughter. Even the death of worlds, the cold ending of stars.

This unbearable totality can seem like the end of sanity. It is, in fact, the end of the false self that pretends it is separate from any of it.

What follows is not relief but a deeper unmasking. Your own buried fears, resentments, and desires surface with equal force. You see your potential to be the perpetrator as well as the victim. There is no moral high ground left. You become both the murdered and the murderer, the liberator and the oppressor.

This is not punishment. It is a purification so complete it destroys every shield you held up against reality.

Something unexpected happens when there is no more defence. Love appears—not a comforting emotion, but a force that can hold everything without turning away. This love does not choose sides. It does not say “this is holy, that is unholy.” It does not deny the reality of atrocity. It enfolds it.

Ultimate love contains the screams and the silence after. The destruction and the rebirth. The cruelty of humanity and its boundless mercy. The ugliness of our shadow and the beauty of our tenderness.

This is the same force that drives a mother to shield her child from harm and the same force that calls the contemplative to pray for the world. It is what lies behind the tears of remorse, the acts of forgiveness, the revolutions that upend injustice, the small kindnesses that go unnoticed.

Such love is not naive. It has seen everything. It knows what humans are capable of at our worst. Precisely because of that, it offers compassion without condition.

Spiritual awakening, at its deepest, is not an escape from the world’s pain but an embrace of it so complete that the illusion of separation collapses. What remains is love that refuses to exclude anything.

Love that has become vast enough to be the world itself.

Morgan O. Smith

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Beyond Shame

Reclaiming the Sacredness of Sexual Expression

For centuries, institutions have dictated the morality of desire, branding physical intimacy as something to be regulated, shamed, or confined within rigid structures. Yet, the body itself is not a vessel of sin, nor is passion a crime. The human form, with all its sensations, is not tainted but a masterpiece of nature—wired for pleasure, connection, and profound experiences of unity.

The weight of religious dogma often leads individuals to suppress their natural instincts, replacing freedom with guilt and curiosity with fear. But personal experience must take precedence over inherited judgment. No external authority should dictate the boundaries of your affection, the nature of your love, or the rhythms of your own body’s desires.

Sex is not merely a mechanical act; it is an exploration—an intimate journey into the depths of one’s being. It is a space where consciousness meets sensation, where the body and mind dissolve into a symphony of pleasure, transcendence, and presence. This experience, when embraced fully and without shame, can be a gateway to something far greater than societal rules or personal restraint.

The power to define your sexual expression belongs to you alone. Whether you find fulfillment in a committed partnership, a spontaneous moment of connection, or a deeply personal exploration, it is your right to move freely within your own truth. Guilt has no place in the realm of authentic experience. Suppression breeds suffering; liberation fosters wholeness.

Rather than clinging to the shallow end of life’s ocean, where fear keeps one afloat but never immersed, why not surrender to the depths? To love without restraint, to touch without shame, to explore without apology—this is not rebellion; it is reclamation.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Love That Sees No Other

Love often carries conditions. It bends and shifts based on who stands before us, what they have done, and how they fit within our narratives. But what happens when love is no longer filtered through preference, judgment, or familiarity? What happens when love is not reserved for a select few but moves through everything, as everything?

The idea of loving everyone and everything as you love yourself is not about adopting a passive, all-accepting sentimentality. It is a radical act that dissolves the illusion of separateness. To love in this way is to recognize no fundamental difference between self and other, between what is cherished and what is feared, between what is understood and what is unknown.

Many believe they love themselves, but beneath the surface, self-love is often conditional. It thrives when things go well but falters in moments of doubt and suffering. If love for oneself is inconsistent, how can it extend unconditionally to others? This is where the real work begins – not in forcing affection but in dissolving the barriers that obscure the truth.

Love does not seek control. It does not require agreement. It is not contingent upon behaviour, belief, or shared experience. Love, in its purest form, simply is. To embody this means relinquishing the mind’s tendency to divide reality into worthy and unworthy, friend and foe, sacred and mundane.

Walking through life with this kind of love does not mean tolerating harm or ignoring injustice. It means meeting everything with the clarity that nothing stands apart from you. Love can take the shape of tenderness, but it can also be fierce, clear, and unwavering. To love everyone and everything as yourself is not to abandon discernment – it is to see beyond distortion, beyond fear, beyond the illusion that anything is truly separate from anything else.

This is not an instruction to be followed. It is an inquiry to be lived. How does love move through you when nothing is excluded? When no one is outside its reach? When the self dissolves into the vastness of Being, what remains but love itself?

Morgan O. Smith

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A Sacred Offering to Mankind

The phrase “dark night of the soul” evokes an existential reckoning, a confrontation with the deepest shadows within us. It is an intimate unravelling, a journey where the self is stripped of its illusions, attachments, and certainties. For many, this process feels like an unbearable plunge into suffering. Yet, it holds the potential to reveal a profound truth: the dissolution of the false self and the emergence of an awareness that transcends individual identity.

Taking on the pain and suffering of all mankind might seem like an impossible burden, yet it is precisely what this experience mirrors. It is not about martyrdom or an exaggerated sense of personal responsibility; instead, it speaks to the interconnected nature of all existence. In the depths of this dark night, the boundaries between “self” and “other” blur, allowing one to feel the collective anguish of humanity as their own.

This universal suffering is not a punishment but an invitation—a chance to awaken to the profound unity underlying all forms of separation. By embracing this shared pain, something extraordinary occurs: the heart begins to open, compassion takes root, and the seeds of wisdom sprout in the soil of surrender. The dark night asks, “Can you hold this pain without fleeing, without clinging to explanations, and without identifying with the suffering itself?”

When one says, “This suffering is a small price to pay,” it reflects a realization born of the dark night: the personal self is only a sliver of the infinite whole. In this light, suffering is no longer seen as a problem to solve but as a process to embrace. It transforms from an adversary into a teacher, pointing beyond the veils of duality to the indivisible unity of all that is.

The paradox of this experience is that as one holds the weight of the world’s suffering, it dissolves into something lighter than air. In letting go of resistance, the pain no longer feels like a prison. Instead, it becomes a portal to freedom—a space where all things are seen as perfect, even in their imperfection.

Emerging from the dark night does not mean returning to an unblemished sense of joy or comfort. It means carrying forward an alchemical knowing: the world’s suffering and its beauty are two sides of the same coin, inseparable and equally sacred. This realization births a new kind of strength—a quiet, humble courage that arises not from the need to control life but from a deep trust in its unfolding.

For those navigating this terrain, know that the dark night is not an end but a beginning. It is not a punishment but a grace, albeit one cloaked in shadows. It reveals that the pain and suffering of all mankind, though heavy, are but a small price to pay for the boundless freedom and love that emerges when the illusion of separation dissolves.

Morgan O. Smith

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