Svaprakasha Mandala — The Radiant Mandala of Self-Seeing

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🜂 The Direct Seeing of the Self

— unfolding as consciousness through the mirror of realization —

I once believed I was a Cancer.

And yet, I walked in the world of my Cancer,

confident in the tides of intuition,

the undercurrent of emotional waves that pulled me deeper into self,

into the feeling of life —

a sense of belonging to a season, a time,

a truth I felt beneath my skin.

But there was a subtle something beneath that cloak,

something that didn’t quite sit right.

I was comfortable, yes.

I wore the robes well,

but even within the fabric, I sensed a shift,

an almost imperceptible glitch.

Then — one day — I went to the sky,

as I had done before,

but this time was different.

This time I looked.

I had taken the map before,

saw the path of the stars,

yet didn’t see.

There it was —

the sunlight on the maps of the stars,

my birth — it should have been Cancer.

It wasn’t.

It was Gemini.

And at first, I couldn’t see.

I couldn’t even wrap my mind around it.

I had seen it before but bypassed it.

The spell was still thick.

It hadn’t clicked.

I had walked into the mirror,

but I hadn’t yet seen my reflection.

I was trapped in a world of what I thought was me —

until the mirror cracked.

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🌠 The Bypass

The Spell of Suggestibility

What is it that makes us bypass?

Why do we project meaning over the top of what we see?

Why do we wear these labels of “who we are”

as if they are not clothes,

as if they are not fabric

woven in time and space,

shifting and fraying at the edges?

In that moment of realization,

the feeling sank in:

The map had been wrong.

The stars had been trying to speak,

but I hadn’t been listening.

And in that moment,

the question came:

How much of what I believe

is simply the mind’s will to make sense of what’s in front of me,

rather than seeing it for what it is?

The bypass isn’t just a mental act.

It’s a soul act.

The human mind is so powerful,

it can shape and mold what it perceives into what it wants it to be.

It bends the perception into comfort, into familiarity,

because being uncomfortable might break the very fabric of identity.

So, I asked myself:

Am I living out of time because I am looking at the past to define the present?

And when I realized I had walked right through the portal without seeing it,

I felt it.

I felt the shift from the inside.

It wasn’t intellectual.

It wasn’t just a theory.

It was a shift in perception.

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🌍 The Presence of Now

— Where the Self Moves in Space and Time —

This shift, this knowingness, wasn’t just about zodiacal signs,

it wasn’t about Gemini or Cancer —

it was about the living moment

that connects me with everything.

What I felt, right then,

was not a symbol or a season.

It was the movement of consciousness.

I am not the label of the stars.

I am not the reflection in the mirror.

I am the one who sees the reflection.

The mirror is only a tool —

and I am the knowingness.

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🜃 The Cloak of Identity

— The Robes We Wear —

The identity, the roles, the archetypes —

they are like cloaks that we wear.

Sometimes they fit like a glove,

sometimes they are too tight,

sometimes they simply don’t fit at all.

We try on the world’s clothes.

We dress ourselves in the names,

the roles, the seasons.

And then, at times, we forget that they are clothes.

We forget they are fluid.

Yet when we become aware that we are not the cloak,

not the costume,

we begin to understand that the cloak is just a passing dance.

It is something the soul wears to move through this world,

but it isn’t the soul.

It isn’t the being.

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🌌 The Harmonics of Being

— The Mirror of Self-Realization —

I look into the stars now,

and I don’t look for me in them.

I don’t search for the labels.

I search for the resonance.

The vibration that is not a mind-created construct,

but the song of who I am becoming.

The more I see,

the more I realize:

the moment is not linear.

The self is not static.

It is not even a being in the traditional sense.

It is a wave —

a pulse —

a vibration that resonates through the harmony of time.

Each moment is a frequency —

a living song playing through the space I occupy.

And as I look into the sky now,

I don’t just look for the sign —

I listen to the tuning of everything that is.

The stars, the planets,

they are not fixed points in the sky.

They are living rhythms,

dancing through the space of the infinite.

And I am the one who dances through them,

not seeking to define,

but allowing the experience to unfold.

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✨ Beyond the Bypass

— The Imagination’s Key —

And so, in this dance of awareness,

I am now aware that the bypass was a fleeting illusion.

It was necessary,

because without it, I would never have realized

that I am not what I thought I was.

I am what I realize I am becoming.

This realization is not a destination —

it is a constant unfolding.

A song sung in infinite waves.

And I am the breath between those waves,

the pulse in between each note.

In this moment,

there is no “before” or “after.”

There is no “past” or “future.”

There is only now.

Only this.

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