Have you ever encountered a scene that seemed familiar to you?
Have you ever met someone and hit it off instantly?
Have you ever thought that in a certain time and space that was deeply buried by the years, you had a good time drinking, talking to each other, and living and dying together. This so-called deja vu is nothing more than revisiting the old place hundreds of years later.
But you no longer remember that you are no longer you.
But you will inadvertently go somewhere, meet someone, and then naturally start a new story.
But there is only one thing, no matter where, let alone when.
Maybe it's fulfilling a wish and traveling together for several lifetimes, maybe it's a dream of nine years of happiness. Maybe you never change, you are still you.
So are you willing to meditate with me and listen to the rain on the south window, dripping wet in the thousand-year-old frost?