The Loneliness of Being Unique
When it comes to Hindu philosophy there's no such thing as separation. At least, not in the way we typically think about it. You, me, that tree outside your window, the argument you had with your neighbor last Tuesday—all of it threads through the same cosmic fabric.
Most people hear this and think it's some abstract spiritual concept you contemplate during meditation retreats. Nope.
Picture yourself standing at the beach, watching waves crash against the shore. Each wave looks unique. One is bigger, one's smaller, some foam white, others deep blue-green. Ask a wave what it is, and it might say "I'm a wave." Ask the ocean, and it knows better.
The Upanishads spoke of this thousands of years ago. Every individual consciousness—your thoughts right now, your grandmother's memories, the awareness behind your dog's eyes when it tilts its head at you—these are waves in an infinite ocean of consciousness. The wave isn't separate from the ocean. It can't be. It's made of ocean.
The ocean doesn't create waves and then lose track of them. Every wave remains ocean, even while expressing as wave.
Most people spend their lives convinced they're isolated islands of consciousness floating in empty space. But Hindu metaphysics suggests that what you think of as "you" is actually the deepest possible "You." The Sanskrit terms make this clearer than English ever could.
Atman—the individual self, the conscious awareness reading these words right now. Brahman—universal consciousness, the aware presence that makes all experience possible. The teaching "Tat Tvam Asi" translates as "You are that," but the real meaning is far more profound: the deepest you IS the deepest everything.
Think about it this way. Right now, you're aware of reading these words. But what is it that is aware of this awareness? What knows that you know? Keep digging, and you don't find a smaller, more personal you. You find the same aware presence that shows up behind every pair of eyes on the planet.
The problem with most modern spiritual writing is that it makes this sound rather mystical when it's actually the most practical thing you could realize.
Walk into any Hindu household, and you'll notice something that throws Western minds for a loop: there's no clear boundary between religious practice and regular Tuesday afternoon.
Cooking becomes an offering. Sweeping the floor becomes purification. Going to work becomes service. The temple isn't a separate place you visit on weekends—everywhere becomes temple because everything participates in the same divine reality.
Watch a Hindu grandmother preparing meals: she isn't performing a religious ritual per se. Yet, the kitchen is sacred. The food a blessing. The act of nourishing the family, a worship.
The problem with most Western approaches to spirituality is they treat the sacred like a special occasion outfit—something you put on for particular moments. Hindu metaphysics suggests the sacred is more like your skin. You can't take it off because it's what you're made of.
Once you see that the same Self looks out through every pair of eyes, certain conclusions become inevitable.
Hurting others becomes as senseless as punching yourself in the face. Helping others becomes as natural as feeding yourself when hungry. The golden rule stops being a moral command and starts being practical recognition of how reality actually works.
Most ethical systems try to convince you or scare you into being good. Hindu philosophy suggests that you already are the good you're trying to become—you're just confused about where you end and everything else begins.
When you really understand this you stop asking "What's in it for me?" because you realize there's no such thing as "just me." The question becomes "What serves the whole?" And since you're part of that whole, what serves the whole necessarily includes what serves you but from a completely different angle.
Many Hindu texts roughly describe the world as "God's playground." Not God's testing ground, not God's punishment center—but a playground. This shift in metaphor changes everything. In a playground, you're not trying to escape or transcend or get somewhere else. You're already where the action is. The point isn't to get out of the game but to play it with full awareness of what's actually happening.
That difficult conversation you're avoiding is a part of the play. The work project that's stressing you out is a part of the play. The joy you felt watching sunrise this morning is also part of the play.
Western spiritual discourse, however, makes life into a problem to be solved rather than an experience to be fully lived. Hindu interconnectedness suggests that life is neither problem nor solution—it's the very creativity of consciousness expressing itself in and as everything.
When you really understand interconnectedness, you stop trying to manage your life from the outside and start living it from the inside out.
- Instead of asking "How do I get what I want?" you ask "What wants to happen through me?"
- Instead of trying to control outcomes, you start aligning with what's already trying to emerge.
- Instead of protecting yourself from others, you start recognizing yourself as others.
The body becomes a temple not because you make it into one, but because you stop pretending it was ever anything else. Your daily routine becomes spiritual practice not because you add special activities, but because you recognize the spiritual nature of whatever you're already doing.
Traditional spiritual guidance treats enlightenment like homework. It piles on more requirements. It adds more things to do. It turns enlightenment into another project to manage.
Hindu interconnectedness subtracts—it removes the illusion that there was ever anything non-spiritual to begin with. Drop the separation. Everything else follows naturally.