Why is finding the truth so confusing sometimes?
The truth is everywhere and nowhere. What’s true for me might not be true for you.
Sometimes the truth seems very contradictory. I don’t believe that the earth is flat (and I don’t think I ever will), but I saw some good movies explaining how the earth is flat. Why should I judge negatively these people with this belief?
I never went out to space to see with my own eyes that Earth is like a ball, but I choose consciously (or not) to believe that it’s round. I decide to believe that those who went out of space speak the truth.
Diversity of belief systems that are confusing and opposite is outside ourselves. So where is the ultimate truth?
First, let’s ask what does the truth bring us? And by truth I mean, positive, well intended, well created and manifested truth. This truth should bring us feelings of beauty, peace, sanity, balance, health, higher vibrations, higher frequency, higher wisdom and higher perception, broader consciousness.
Is the beauty of planet earth true? Is the magnificence of the cosmos true?
Is Love a true thing? Feeling? Vibration? Am I truth?
The truth for each one of us is inside of ourselves. Above the senses, above the thoughts, above the feelings. Anything else outside us are reflections of belief systems.
There are all kinds of people (some are completely crazy, in my opinion) fighting for their own belief system, against other different belief systems.
Diversity is wonderful, but when it is observed, considered, evaluated, judged only from outside, it’s limited and has no exit besides wars, struggles, fights and other negative reactions.
Conspiracies are a fact of life, but not necessarily the ones pushed by propaganda machines; the Mainstream Media.
So trying to convince people that the earth is flat is not a crime as long as it comes from respect and love. And if it is confusing you. It’s probably because you didn’t visit your own soul and communicate with your own truth.
Once you find it inside, all the external “truths” look like reflections in the mirror of life, to be observed with a grain of humor.