I looked up and saw the sun wearing a rainbow halo, dressed up like an eye, looking right into my heart. To my surprise my heart waved back, as if to an old friend. Now I’m really an outsider. They are beings of the same level, speaking a silent language I don’t follow. Except one thing was apparent: my worried thoughts evaporated in the presence of their reunion. Because the thoughts are social conditioning and not part of the universe’s logic.
And what is the universe’s logic? They know; I don’t. I wish they could tell me. Actually I think they do, but not verbally. It’s something to feel and tune into, with our hearts.
The sun and my heart knew the answers to my struggles, and somehow that was enough. It was enough to know that they know, because I know they’re watching.