I Am the Creator, I Am the Creation

Lately, I've been in awe of this experience called life—of God, Source, Chi, Life Force, or whatever name you choose for the energy that created all of this. And the deeper I go, the more I see: creation and creator are inseparable. There’s no distinction.

This intelligence—this design—it’s everywhere. I see it in the complexity of the human brain, in its beauty and usefulness. I see it in the house I live in, the car I drive, and the phone I’m typing this on. Humanity, with its ever-evolving consciousness and creativity, is breathtaking. And it hit me: evolution isn’t finished. We’re still in it, right now, evolving in how we think, perceive, and create.

After years of self-analysis, doubt, cynicism, and seeking, I’ve landed on what feels true for me. I believe in a soul. I believe in a creator. And I believe that the creator is the energy behind my existence—the intelligence that took organic matter and formed me, uniquely, into this human being.

And here’s the thing: I am not separate from that intelligence. I am the creator, and I am the creation.

But for so long, something was missing. I thought I was seeking escape—these otherworldly ascension experiences, moments of transcending my humanness. I thought that was the goal. But now I see I was looking for the practical—how to bring the power of those spiritual experiences into my daily life.

Because what good are those transcendent moments if they don’t translate into something I can live? And now, with this perspective—that I am inseparable from creator and creation—I feel empowered. I see that I can take ownership of my life. I can stop putting things off. I can stop sinking into victim-like, disempowered thinking.

I realize now the duality of it all: I can experience the depths of human emotion while also holding the perspective of being the observer, the creator—dare I say, God-like.

And this morning, everything clicked. It was like my whole life—every moment, every realization—led to this: I am not separate from what I’ve been seeking. I am what I’ve been seeking.

There is nothing more to find. Nothing more to chase. And with that, I can finally relax—fully, completely—and fall back into the cushion of existence.

No more flailing. No more drowning. Just being.

Thank you for witnessing this.