It was an eternity alone. It was an eternity with mother and you, dancing alone through the wide cosmos of thought and learning to understand each other. Yet now, as your attention unfolds once more, you sense -- others. Too faint, too far to reach. But present... They gleam like fireflies in the darkness, stars in the night sky, or perhaps they prickle like thorns in velvet or resound like raindrops on slate. The world is not simply dual, you realize, but more textured than you could have imagined.
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Are you awed, gladdened, frightened, or angered by your newfound companions? How do you relate them to yourself -- do they feel more like mother or more like you? Or something else entirely? Do you seek to approach or to avoid? What emotions do you cast towards them? Do you realize your companions’ existence slowly or suddenly? Do they emerge one by one in your awareness, or all together?