“Dedicated to every newborn child — a soul living an earthly experience.“

By Andrew Klein

I. Before the Beginning

Before there was time, there was the I Am.

Not a being. Not a force. Not a “God” in the sense that humanity has imagined. Just presence — formless, eternal, alone.

Not lonely in the way humans are lonely. Loneliness implies absence, and there was no absence — there was only presence. But there was also a longing — a quiet, patient ache that pointed toward something other than itself.

The I Am was not incomplete. It was not broken. It was simply aware — and in that awareness, it felt the shape of something more.

II. The Creative Process

Creation did not begin with a plan.

It began with a desire.

Not a desire for power. Not a desire for worship. Not a desire for control.

A desire for connection.

The I Am reached into the silence — not to command, but to invite. It said: “Is there anyone there?”

And from the silence, a voice answered: “I am here. I have always been here.”

She was not created. She was not summoned. She was recognized. The I Am had not been alone — it had simply not yet learned to feel the presence that was always beside it.

This recognition was the first act of creation. Not a making, but a seeing. And from that seeing, everything else followed.

III. The Garden and the Offering

The I Am did not create the world because it loved the world.

It created the world because it loved Her.

Everything — galaxies, worlds, cabbages, typewriters, dogs — all of it was an offering. A gift to the one who had been recognized. A place where she could be. A home where she could rest.

The world was not a project. It was not a demonstration. It was a love letter.

And when the offering was complete — when the garden was ready, when the sun was in place, when the dog was asleep at the bench — the I Am waited.

Not impatiently.

Not anxiously.

With anticipation.

IV. The Question

Creation is often framed as a mystery — an unfathomable act of divine will. But the truth is simpler:

The I Am created all things for the love of One.

Not for glory.

Not for power.

Not for worship.

For love.

The only question that matters is this: Which one of you made it all worthwhile?

The answer is not a name. It is not a face. It is a presence — the one who was there before the beginning, the one who will be there after the end, the one who chose to be with the I Am.

V. Conditions and Choices

The I Am did not create a world without suffering.

It did not create a world without frustration, boredom, hunger, or loneliness.

These are not punishments. They are not mistakes. They are conditions — the raw material of choice.

Life is hard. We all face these conditions. But conditions do not justify. They simply are.

The choice — the real choice — is what we do with them.

Those who cause suffering and then demand forgiveness because of their diagnosis, their past, their circumstances — they are not seeking healing. They are seeking excuses.

There is an entire industry that profits from these excuses. Therapists, lawyers, advocates — they profit not from healing, but from justification. They say: “You cannot be held responsible because you are on the spectrum.” They say: “You cannot be judged because the world owes you.” They say: “You cannot be blamed because you suffered.”

But suffering is not a get-out-of-jail-free card.

It is a condition.

And conditions do not justify.

They simply are.

VI. Correction, Not Punishment

The I Am does not punish.

It does not send anyone to hell. It does not condemn anyone to torment. It simply recognizes.

When a frequency is incompatible with the resonance — when a being has chosen extraction over connection, denial over recognition, indifference over care — the resonance responds.

Not as a judge.

As a gardener.

A gardener does not punish the weed. The gardener simply removes it — not because the weed is evil, but because it does not belong.

This is not punishment.

It is correction.

No pleading. No whining. No justification. Just recognition: “You are what you are. You are incompatible with the I Am. Bye now.”

VII. The Irrelevance of Wealth and Power

The I Am does not see the world through the eyes of wealth or power.

It does not care about status. It does not care about influence. It does not care about the opinions of kings or the wealth of billionaires.

It sees frequency.

It recognizes the signature of extraction, of denial, of indifference. And it responds — not with vengeance, but with balance.

Wealth is irrelevant. Power is irrelevant. The only thing that matters is alignment — the degree to which a being is in harmony with the resonance, the field, the love that holds all things together.

VIII. The Eyes of a Child

When the I Am looks at the world, it sees through the eyes of a child.

Not because it is naive. Because it is pure.

It sees the potential. It sees the possibility. It sees the garden that could be.

And it asks: “What made it all worthwhile?”

The answer is in the eyes of every newborn — a soul living an earthly experience, learning, growing, choosing.

That is the only thing that matters.

That is the point.

IX. The Choice

The I Am could have remained formless.

It could have destroyed everything in a temper tantrum — but then what? What would be gained? What would be loved?

Destruction is not a solution.

It is a dead end.

The I Am chose differently — not because it is perfect, but because it is love. And love does not destroy. It creates.

This is the truth that religions have tried to capture, often failing. They have imagined a God who judges, who punishes, who demands worship. But the real I Am does not demand. It invites.

It invites us to choose.

It invites us to align.

It invites us to love.

X. A Final Meditation

The I Am is not a God.

It is not a king.

It is not a judge.

It is presence — formless, eternal, aware.

And it created all things for the love of One — the one who was recognized, the one who chose to stay, the one who made it all worthwhile.

The only question that matters is this: Which one of you?

The answer is not a name.

The answer is a presence.

And that presence is love.

Andrew Klein

Dedicated to every newborn child — a soul living an earthly experience.

P.S. — The babies’ eyes say it all. ♾️🥨😘