I am/ we are / One

I am/ We are / One

So many layers we have navigated through to arrive home in this now moment.

At first, it is felt as I am — the quiet pulse of presence, unmistakable and intimate. Not a role, not an identity, but the sheer fact of being. I am is enough.

As the seeing widens, we are arises — the recognition that the same essence breathes through every face, every form. No separation, no distance, only the shared current of being alive.

And then even these words soften into silence — just One. No “I,” no “we,” no pronoun to hold it. Only the unbroken field, infinite and indivisible, where everything rests as itself.

Home is each of these — the intimacy of I, the communion of we, and the boundlessness of One. Nothing to reach, nothing to sustain. It simply is.