Maybe All of Life Is an Orchestration FOR YOU

What if every person, every thing, every situation, every circumstance… ALL of LIFE is for you?

What if you really are the main character?

And what if… even deeper… everyone outside of you is also the main character—different aspects of you, appearing as an illusion of separation, but really… it's you, just in another costume. All part of this grand skit, this cosmic play called life.

What if this is nothing more than a story?
A movie with a title like:
“It’s For You, Because It’s All You”
Or even better: “I Am.”
I am everything.

Here is my truth. My realization.
Make it yours—or leave it with love.

But I believe all of life is happening for me.
For you.
As me.
As you.

We are not separate. Me, the writer. You, the reader. We are the same soul experiencing life from different lenses, through different bodies, at different times, in parallel realities.

I believe we are God, split billions and billions of times into cells, atoms, molecules.
And that which we call science… is really just the logical mind’s attempt to understand the divine.
The Big Bang? Maybe just God bursting into infinite fractals, into all of us.

We are God playing the game of Remembering and Forgetting.
RE-MEMBERING—literally re-membering our cells, our parts, our truth.
And FOR-GETTING—acting like we need to “get” something, when there is nothing to get, and everything to BE.

We are always forgetting… and remembering…
That this life is a game. A skit. A dream.
One we wrote before we arrived.

We came here for the fun.
For the full experience.
And not just the joyful days—but the angry ones, the tragic ones, the days we cry and break open.

Because like a good movie, you don’t go just for the laughs.
You go to feel.
You let yourself be moved by the drama, the fear, the heartbreak, the transformation.

And maybe… that’s why we came to Earth.
To feel.
To remember.

Yet so many of us numb.
Because the feelings get too intense.
But what if they’re meant to be?

What if… it’s all happening FOR YOU.
AS YOU.

I forget this, too.
Especially these days, as a tired mama.
There are more moments of forgetting than remembering.

But sometimes—just sometimes—I remember.
Like today.

If you know me, you know my son’s birth didn’t go as planned.
I’ve shared that story.
I didn’t get my vaginal home birth.
He came via emergency cesarean.

Over time, I’ve made peace with it… not love yet, but acceptance.

Today I spent time with two beautiful mama friends—babies the same age as mine—and both of them also had cesareans. But unlike me… they wanted them.
Not only that—they want them again with their next babies.

For a brief moment, I wondered… How? Why?
Are we even aligned in values?

And then I remembered.

What if… I hired these two friends—who are really just me in a different disguise—to help me heal?
What if their joy, their peace, their choices… are medicine for me?

What if God, as me, chose these exact reflections to soften the parts of me still holding shame or grief?

Because we are not separate.
We are each leading the other home.

And maybe, just maybe, they need me, too.
In this version. In this costume.
For something sacred in their own story.

This morning, I forgot I was Oneness.
Throughout my day, I forgot again and again.
But in this moment… I REMEMBERED.

All is me. All is you.

We are not separate.

We are One.

We are God…
Playing the game of separation.
Playing the game of awakening.

The movie ends when we all remember.
The game is won when we return to unity.

In the sameness and in the beautiful, colorful, contrasting differences.
We awaken.
We come home.

We re-member.

So maybe, just maybe…
All of life is an orchestration FOR YOU.
Every person.
Every feeling.
Every experience.

It’s not happening to you.
It’s happening for you.
Because it’s all… you.

Love Always,

Authentically 100% written by Genna Rose (Chatgpt image generated, spell checked and grammer)