I was everywhere and everything, like a vast ocean. But I was so sound asleep that I didn’t even know that I existed.
If this had gone on forever, none of what I’m going to tell you would ever have happened.
Fortunately for both of us, a whim deep inside of me stirred and I asked myself the question,
“WHO AM I?”
You could say that an ocean wave of my infinite being grew and dissolved into a froth of bubbles.
I was one of those bubbles.
It was then that I took on the name Atma. It means ‘drop soul.’
Instead of waking up from my deep sleep, I started dreaming. Little did I realize then what lay in store for me.