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The Empty Vessel

You arrived into this world as a blank vessel, a consciousness stepping through the veil of the infinite. Even before birth, a choice was made: your parents, your place of entry, your language, your circumstances. A celestial travel agent guided the selection, offering paths and outlines, a script waiting to be coloured. It is not rigid, not final; it is a map with spaces to fill, a sketch that invites your brush.

Names are given, handed down from generations, written by human hands. Will you wear this name as armour, as identity, or will you rewrite it with the colours of your essence? “We are all just walking each other home,” said Ram Dass, and perhaps the first steps home begin with knowing the vessel you inhabit is yours to shape. He also spoke of the body as a “spacesuit,” a temporary craft for experience. Your vessel is a suit of light and flesh, imperfect and wondrous, carrying you through the outline of your script.

The script is simple, like an uncoloured picture, offering the structure of your journey but no limitations. What happens when you colour outside the lines? Life blooms in unexpected ways. The lines are guides, not prisons. Each choice, each deviation, each stroke of your hand adds depth, shadow, and brilliance to the canvas of your being.

The Empty Vessel is also a question: who will you be? Will you follow the paths pre-drawn, or step into the spaces between, forging your own way? Will you carry your given name proudly, or will you rename yourself with your own vision? Life begins with an outline, but mastery is in the colouring, in the courage to inhabit the suit fully, and in the curiosity to explore beyond the sketch.

You are both traveller and artist, the passenger and the painter. The journey is yours to claim, and every choice—every colour, every deviation—is a step toward the self you were always meant to become.