Why Some People Seem Happier Asleep (And Why That No Longer Bothers Me)

This has been unfolding for me lately, quietly but clearly.

I’ve noticed how people close to me — people I love — live lifes that once confused me. People caught in roles, identities, surface-level interactions… who genuinely seem content. I used to look at them and wonder: How can you not feel how disconnected you are?

But something has shifted.

Instead of frustration, what’s arising in me now is… compassion. A deeper seeing. A softening.

What I’ve come to realise is this:

Each being’s sensitivity aligns with their current level of awareness.

Some souls simply aren’t wired to feel the disconnection yet. They’re not avoiding it. It’s not even their time to notice it. Their system is calibrated to the life they’re living — and it feels genuine to them. They’re not ‘behind.’ They’re not wrong.

They’re exactly where life needs them to be.

For others — people like me, like perhaps you — there’s always been a quiet ache. A heaviness to life that couldn’t be explained. What once felt like emotional pain or even physical discomfort was actually sensitivity to the illusion itself. My body and being could feel the falseness of the roles, the conversations, the life structures I was supposed to play inside.

Once presence is touched, once awareness opens, the old life becomes unbearable not because life has changed, but because you have. Your system no longer lets you pretend.

And yet, what this shift has shown me isn’t that I’m somehow “ahead” of anyone.

What I’m seeing is that everyone is aligned exactly where they are.

Not everyone needs to ‘wake up’ right now.

That’s not the goal.

Comparison dissolves in this knowing:

We’re not here to wake everyone up.

We’re here to live from the clarity we’ve touched — and let that be enough.

But here’s the most beautiful part of what I’ve noticed:

As I’ve stopped needing others to change, my relationships have softened.

For so long, I resisted people I labeled as disconnected. My brother, for example, felt like the opposite of me — structured, rigid, emotionally closed. I resisted him. I judged him. And that created inner discord within me. Every interaction was through that story.

But the moment I dropped the story and simply sat in my own truth — my own presence — something shifted between us. Not because he changed, but because I did.

I stopped interacting with his identity and met the person beneath it.

I stopped trying to wake him up and instead rested in my own clarity.

And what happened? He softened.

Not because I told him to. Not because he’s aware of presence. But because, at the deepest level, he is that presence too. And when I rest in it, something in him unconsciously relaxes — not towards me, but towards himself.

That’s what I’m learning:

When we sit in our own truth, we create space for others to rest in theirs — even if they don’t know they’re doing it.

So now, when I see someone living their life from the surface, caught in roles or stories, I don’t tense up anymore. I see their perfection in it. I meet them as they are.

And perhaps that’s the most important lesson in all of this:

Everyone is perfectly placed.

Everyone is aligned.

And so am I.