The Earth is a playground, but your spirit is no child. You are a seasoned veteran of soul caught up in the entrapments of human desire, and as the bodyβs resident higher self, itβs up to you to help that body behave responsibly whenever possible.
People refuse to believe in their higher selves, and think Heaven is in some far-off place due north. This Santa Claus conundrum is troubling for those of us who see light and life as it really is, but for humans stuck in their 2-D theology, itβs the best theyβve been able to come up with so far.
Namaste, a person says, and with just one word, she acknowledges so much. She acknowledges the existence of the soul, she acknowledges the existence of the soul within her, she acknowledges the existence of the souls within other people, and she acknowledges the need to remember this holiest of holy truths often.
Judgmentalism is an inherent weakness that can be controlled and conquered over time, but only by allowing others to be who they are. We can help others grow and be better, but we do not help them at all by stepping on them or pushing them down. Only by shining our own light and helping others to shine theirs as well will we all find our way through the darkness together.
Real soul work knows there is no such thing as the other. The other is a myth, and a fabrication of an imperfect mind. A true being of light, fully possessed of itself and cognizant of its presence, sees only fellow beings of the one light whose individual brightness is sometimes dimming. To this end, your greatest mission in human form is to help others shine brightly as the angels they have forgotten they are. When you live like this, perceived darkness is but a fading shadow on the bright pane of existence, and only light goes on forever.