From Attic to Basement – Integrating the Human and the Lightbringer

For years, I’ve been telling the story of the Lightbringer. It began as an awakening, a revelation that there was something greater moving through me, something luminous, vast, and beyond the limitations of the person I used to call “me.” At the time, embracing that story helped me dissolve the weight of identity. It gave me freedom from the noise of personality, from the constant dance of roles and names. But over time I realized that this kinda freedom can also become another kind of hiding place.

I once lived in what I now call “the attic”. A place of understanding everything, broad perspectives... and distance. It felt safe up there, above the noise, where everything could be seen clearly. From the attic I could visit the world, talk with people, share insights, and then retreat back into that high quiet space. But something was missing. It wasn’t loneliness exactly. It was more like an absence of gravy, the lack of gravity that makes life feel real. The attic kept me enlightened, but it also kept me separate.

Then, one day, someone asked me about the basement.

At first, I didn’t even realize I hadn't been there in ages. But when I revisited that space, I found it filled with memories, sensations, and emotions. The dense, human parts of me I’d forgotten and unknowingly left behind. Down there, beneath the stories of Love&Light, were forgotten pieces of my own humanity: vulnerability, fear, tenderness, joy. And as I stepped into that space, something extraordinary happened. The Love nor the Light didn’t disappear; they began to shine through the dust.

This is where I find myself now. No longer trying to escape the human, nor trying to prove the divine, but letting them meet. The Lightbringer story still lives in me, but its meaning is changing. It’s no longer about rising above, but about descending into the body, the heart, the shared world we all inhabit.

In this article, I’ll first share the full transcript of a recent video, where I talked about how this realization unfolded. After that, I’ll explore eight themes that emerged from it. Reflections on what it means to be both human and luminous, both dreamer and grounded being.

Welcome to the attic and the basement, and the space in between, where Love, Light and Life finally meet.

FULL TRANSCRIPT
Hello and good morning at 11:11. So I've been telling this story of being the Lightbringer for a long time. It started back in 2016, 17, 18, around this period. And yeah, at some point I completely dove into it, like really embraced the story of being a Lightbringer and it helped me, well, that's what I thought at that moment. It helped me to get rid of the person. Even when people came up to me to say hi, they said their name, they said, "Hi, I'm John." And I just shook their hand and said, "Hi." And sometimes they asked me, "So, are you not going to give me your name?" And I made a joke of it, of course. I said, "Why do you want my name? You want to have it? Give me your name or do you want to tell me your name?" And then I sometimes said like, "Yeah, my name is no longer relevant to me." And of course, I loved the confusion or sometimes even the aggravation or the anger that came up, or the annoyance that popped up on the other side, because it made me feel powerful or important or special in some way. And that's very human.

So yesterday I was talking with a friend who's leaving back home after 8 years traveling and he touched upon something. He said, you've been living in the attic for a long time, which felt nice of course, a little bit secluded. I could come down and talk with the plebs, with the normal people, earthbound souls as I sometimes call them. But I could always go back to the attic and live there my life and even talk from there. I was the one understanding everything, but it also created this distance and of course this distance helped me a great deal. It's a form of protection.

And then this friend, he pointed out, do you realize you also have a basement? And in this basement, there are little gems hidden for you, little pockets of light. I could already feel like, wow, yeah. Wow. I'm curious. And he pointed out, not wordly, not in words, energetically, that the door was unlocked. So I opened the door to the basement. I went in and it felt like everything opened up down there. Whoosh. And it all got so much flushed out of my system. But I also felt this deep connection again with a part of me that I sometimes tend to forget, and later on it made sense. It's my human part.

And yeah, talking to you, you might relate to this. It's the human side we often find ugly or not so attractive. And of course when it's too difficult, we tend to flee, run away, hide in this dreamlike state. As a kid they always used to call me the dreamer and just now I had this conversation with a guy from Finland. He's a programmer, coder, and he also lives in his head as he says it. But I realized it's not so much in the head. We think the thinking is going on in the brain, but the brain is not thinking. The brain is just registering. The brain is like the radio picking up the frequencies, the thoughts, the thought patterns, and turning them into a voice. So you hear this voice talking to you which are your thoughts.

And in this dream state, this fantasy world, there are no limitations, no boundaries. And for me it always felt like freedom. There I can truly be just authentically me. But here on the human level, on the earth level, on the heart, one might say connecting here on this level like I felt connecting with you, I have to come down from my ivory tower, step off the throne and then walk down the ivory tower and come back here. You could call it emotional, but I don't think it's just that. I think emotions are a part of it. Emotions are just an expression of how you think about the feeling.

But what I'm actually feeling now is so often it's like feeling too much. It's what they call high sensitive HSP, a highly sensitive person. But that's just a label. It's just an attempt to describe what it's like for those who don't have this condition. And it's not like I'm going to drop the story because it's a beautiful story. Lightbringer is a being that came down from the next universe into this universe. And this universe is like seven stages. They call it densities. And currently we are in the third density level slowly moving into fourth density.

Third density level is you get choice, but to be able to choose between things there's duality. You get to choose whether you're going to choose this or that. And now we're slowly moving into fourth density love and understanding. There are infinite possibilities. The law of one explains it as this is the moment you choose whether to walk the negative path or the positive path. The negatively polarized path or the positively polarized path. The path of service to self or the path of service to others.

And here there's a lot of confusion because so many people think they're walking the path of love, but it's actually coming from fear or hate or control. And then they start talking about unconditional love, which also means there's also conditional love. And it's fine if you want to tell this story, but that's the duality. Love divided into conditional and unconditional. But love in itself, it has no conditions. It's unconditional by default.

And then I found out, I'm going to ramble just, then I found about the 13th chakra system because at the same time we're moving from the third density to the fourth density we're also moving from the Piscean age, which started with the birth of Christ when Christ consciousness entered the human realm, added to the mix. Then the Piscean age opened up and of course, yeah Pisces, I'm a Pisces in western astrology, in Vedic I'm the Aquarius, so that's also funny. Pisces is seen as two fishes opposite of each other, but they're actually not opposite. They're both swimming in the same direction, but one is going this way and one is going that way. And this is the same negative path, positive path, service to self, service to others. It's all ending up in sixth density where we start exploring unity and balance between Love and Light.

Well, I'm not going to go into too many details, but you see, maybe you can sense it now, I'm already going up there again energetically because there's all the knowledge. But here on earth we had Buddha and Buddha discovering things, and later we started calling it Buddhism, but Buddha was not a Buddhist, he was just being human. And then came Jeshua, who they called Jesus, but his name was Jeshua, and he embodied the Christ consciousness. But Jeshua was not a Christian. This was what they created out of this story. They made a story out of it.

And now we are moving into the Aquarian age. And Aquarius is all about revelation. Everything is coming to light. Everything is coming to the surface. Nothing can no longer be hidden. Nothing can no longer be ignored or denied. But on a human level, so often we rather just stick to our guns and say, "Okay, listen. This is my truth. I might not be able to know the truth. Maybe there is no truth as in singular," and that's what I said, like the infinite possibilities opening up. So it's not like one truth. No, you get to choose your truth, your reality, your part in this wonderful play we call life.

All right, that's it for now. I would prefer if you have questions, any question even if it's not like Lightbringer related or whatever. I mean, this channel is called Lightbringer because yeah, you have to start somewhere. But what I'm offering is this vast knowledge and I will channel this vast knowledge and make it human and then share this human level with you based possibly, probably from my own human experience. So, leave a comment, ask your questions, make your remarks, and thank you.

Chapter 1: The Lightbringer Story and the Disappearing Self

When the story of the Lightbringer first entered my life, it felt like a doorway had opened. Suddenly I could see beyond the smallness of “me.” There was a sense of vastness, of being connected to something ancient and infinite, something that carried purpose. I embraced it completely. I became the story. And for a while, that felt like liberation.

Looking back, I realize it also became a beautiful disguise. By identifying as the Lightbringer, I could let go of the person who used to feel uncertain, fragile, or afraid. I could stand in the light and pretend that the shadows were gone. People would meet me and ask, “Who are you?” and I would smile, sometimes refusing to answer, because names suddenly felt irrelevant. Beneath the humor or mystery of that moment, there was also pride and the quiet satisfaction of feeling beyond the ordinary.

It’s funny how easily spirituality can feed the same hunger the ego once did. The story of the Lightbringer gave me power, or at least the feeling of it. It made me special. And yet, the more I became “the Lightbringer,” the less room there was for the simple, unremarkable human being underneath. I was rising higher, but something in me was disappearing.

Only later did I understand that the Light was never meant to replace the person. It was meant to illuminate them. To bring warmth to the hidden places, not to erase them. The Lightbringer wasn’t a crown to wear; it was a mirror held to the soul, asking me to see everything, not just the shining parts.

Chapter 2 – The Attic: Living Above It All

The attic was a comfortable place to live. Quiet. Elevated. From up there I could see the patterns of life more clearly; how people moved, how stories repeated, how energy flowed through everything. It was a place of understanding, and understanding can feel like safety. When I lived in the attic, I was untouched by the noise below. Conversations were filtered through insight, emotions processed through meaning. It was clean, controlled, peaceful.

But the attic has thin air. The higher I went, the less I could breathe the shared breath of humanity. People would come and go, visit me with their questions or stories, and I would listen from my window. I could still feel connected, but it was a connection that always kept a certain distance. From that height, empathy became observation. Compassion became philosophy.

There’s a strange comfort in being above it all. The comfort of not having to feel everything so deeply. Yet the same walls that protect also isolate. I started noticing how quiet the attic really was. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but the kind that hums with absence. The kind that makes you realize you’ve been watching life instead of living it.

Still, I stayed there for years. It was a sacred shelter, a space for healing and discovery. The attic helped me survive, but it couldn’t teach me how to belong. That lesson was waiting below, in a room I hadn’t dared to open yet: the basement.

Chapter 3 – Opening the Basement Door

It was a simple conversation that cracked something open. A friend, after many years of travel, looked at me and said, “You’ve been living in the attic for a long time.” He didn’t mean it as judgment. It was more like an observation from someone who could see both my height and my hesitation. Then he asked, gently, “Do you know you also have a basement?”

Something stirred when he said that. I felt it instantly: a quiet invitation, a warmth behind the words. He told me (without words) the door was unlocked. That was all it took. In my inner world, I walked to that door, placed my hand on the handle, and opened it.

What I found was not darkness, but depth. The air was heavy, yes, but also alive. Memories, emotions, forgotten sensations all came rushing up. Things I hadn’t allowed myself to feel for years. There was grief there, and tenderness, and even joy. It was as if the Light I had been chasing above was already living below, hidden inside the very things I had avoided.

Exploring the basement wasn’t comfortable. It meant facing my humanness, the part of me that feels, that hurts, that loves too much, that fears being ordinary. But it also meant finding treasures: little gems of truth, tiny pockets of light. And with each step down there, I felt more whole. The attic gave me clarity, but the basement gave me presence. It reminded me that the divine doesn’t hover above; it breathes within.

When I came back up, I didn’t close the door. I left it open. Because now I know, this Light needs somewhere to land.

Chapter 4 – The Dreamer and the Mind as Receiver

As a child, they used to call me the dreamer. My teachers, my parents, even my friends... they all noticed how easily I would drift into imagination. Back then, I thought it was just a way of escaping, a way to live somewhere softer and more interesting than the world around me. But now I see that dreaming was never an escape. It was an invitation.

The more I explored consciousness, the more I began to question where thoughts actually come from. We say “I think,” as if thinking were something we do, a muscle we control. But what if the brain doesn’t generate thought at all? What if it simply receives it? Like a radio tuning into invisible frequencies, the brain picks up the signals that already exist in the field of awareness.

That realization changed everything. It meant that not every thought was mine. It also meant that I could choose which ones to listen to, which ones to amplify, which ones to let fade into static. And suddenly, dreaming wasn’t about leaving the body or escaping reality. It was about learning to receive from a different channel.

For so long, I lived in that dream space because it felt like freedom. In dreams, there are no limits, no borders, no gravity. You can move, imagine, create, dissolve, and rebuild... endlessly. But even the dream needs grounding. A melody can only be heard when the receiver is tuned. So I began learning how to listen differently. Not to escape into the dream, but to bring what I found there back into the human world.

That’s where the real magic happens: when the dreamer and the human stop trading places and start collaborating.

Chapter 5 – Feeling Too Much: Sensitivity as a Gift

There have been moments in my life when I thought I was simply feeling too much. Sounds, emotions, even the quiet shifts in other people’s energy would move through me like waves. For a long time, I believed that meant something was wrong... that I was too open, too soft, too easily affected by the world. Later, someone called it being “highly sensitive,” and although that label offered understanding, it also felt like a box. Sensitivity is not a diagnosis. It’s an instrument and one that, when played with awareness, can make the most subtle music.

Feeling deeply can be exhausting when you don’t know how to hold it. I used to guard myself against it, building invisible walls to keep the intensity out. But the truth is, those walls kept the joy out too. When I began exploring the basement of my being, I realized that sensitivity wasn’t something to fix; it was something to befriend. It was the part of me that kept me connected to the pulse of life itself.

There’s a quiet courage in allowing yourself to feel everything. Not to drown in it, but to stay open while the tide moves through. Sensitivity lets us read between the lines, sense what words can’t say, and meet the world with empathy instead of armor. It teaches presence. It teaches softness without weakness.

Now, when the world feels loud or heavy, I remind myself that this capacity to feel is also the capacity to love. The same door that lets in the pain also lets in the beauty. And when you stop trying to close that door, life starts to breathe through you... fully, freely, and without resistance.

Chapter 6 – The Cosmic Mirror: Densities and Duality

The more I journeyed inward, the more I began to see how the outer universe mirrors the inner one. What the mystics call “densities” are not just levels of cosmic evolution, they are reflections of consciousness itself. We are not climbing ladders out there somewhere in the stars; we are unfolding through layers of awareness right here within.

In this moment of existence, we are said to be moving from third to fourth density. The third is the realm of choice, of polarity, of learning through contrast. It’s where we discover the power to decide, to choose light or darkness, service to self or service to others, love or fear. It’s the realm of duality, where everything appears divided so that we may learn the value of unity.

For years I tried to rise beyond duality, to live only in the light, but the more I resisted the shadow, the stronger it became. I see now that duality isn’t a mistake, it’s the mirror through which we come to know ourselves. Each polarity defines the other. Without dark, light would be invisible. Without choice, there would be no freedom.

Fourth density invites us into a new vibration: love and understanding. It’s not that duality disappears, but that we start to see both sides as expressions of the same whole. Service to self and service to others are no longer enemies. They become perspectives through which consciousness learns balance.

When I first read about this cosmology, it fascinated me intellectually. Now I feel it in my bones. The laws of the cosmos are not separate from the laws of the heart. As we evolve as beings, we are learning not to escape polarity but to harmonize it. To bring light and shadow into conversation until they realize they were never apart.

Chapter 7 – Beyond Religion: Buddha and Jeshua as Mirrors of Humanity

Throughout history, certain beings have walked the earth carrying frequencies so clear that entire civilizations gathered around them. Buddha, Jeshua, and others like them were not trying to build religions; they were embodying awareness. They didn’t come to create systems of belief but to remind us of something we had forgotten: our own direct connection to Source through being human.

When I look at their stories now, I see reflections, not doctrines. Buddha sat under a tree and discovered presence. Jeshua walked among people and revealed compassion. Their teachings were not meant to elevate them above humanity but to show what humanity looks like when it remembers its source. They lived the integration we still struggle to name: Love, Light and Life in one breath.

But somewhere along the way, their humanity was replaced with mythology. We began worshiping the symbols instead of the states of being they represented. Buddha became Buddhism. Jeshua became Christianity. And what was once an invitation to awaken turned into an instruction to follow.

I don’t say this to dismiss the beauty within those traditions; they have carried light through centuries of darkness. But it’s important to see that both Buddha and Jeshua were mirrors. They reflected back to us what we already are capable of, the union of awareness and love, clarity and compassion.

When we strip away the titles and the rituals, we meet them again. Not as distant masters, but as fellow humans who remembered. They didn’t come to show us gods to worship; they came to show us what it means to be fully alive. And maybe that’s the real teaching: enlightenment is not an escape from being human. It’s the full embrace of it

Chapter 8 – The Aquarian Revelation and the Freedom of Many Truths

We are living in a time when everything that was once hidden is coming to the surface. This is the essence of the Aquarian Age of revelation. It’s as if the light has become too bright for shadows to stay unnoticed. Structures, beliefs, and even personal stories are being illuminated, inviting us to look again, to question, and to remember. It can feel overwhelming, but it’s also profoundly liberating. The truth is no longer something handed down from above; it’s something discovered within.

In this new vibration, the idea of a single, absolute truth begins to dissolve. Instead of one truth that everyone must agree on, there are infinite perspectives, each reflecting a facet of the same divine whole. It’s not chaos... it’s a symphony. Every note, every experience, every belief plays its part in the greater harmony of becoming. The Aquarian energy doesn’t ask us to agree; it asks us to listen.

For me, this realization has been both humbling and freeing. There was a time I wanted to find the truth, to hold it like a key that would unlock everything. But now I see that truth is alive and dynamic, it changes as we do. What’s true for me in one moment may shift in the next as understanding deepens. That’s not inconsistency; it’s evolution.

To live in revelation is to live in openness. It means allowing new light to touch old beliefs, letting curiosity replace certainty. It’s the willingness to keep learning, to keep integrating, to keep becoming. And maybe that’s what this entire journey (from attic to basement, from knowing to feeling) has been about: discovering that truth is not a fixed point to reach, but a living relationship to experience.

In the Aquarian Light, we no longer cling to one truth. We become its many expressions: free, human, and endlessly unfolding.

Conclusion – Making It Human Again

When I look back at this journey it all comes down to one thing: making it human again. The Lightbringer story, for all its grandeur and symbolism, only matters if it can be lived here, in the breath and bones of daily life. Without the human, this Light has nowhere to land.

For so long, I thought enlightenment meant rising above, transcending pain, ego, identity. But now I see it’s about descending into it all, with presence and compassion. The attic gave me perspective, yes, but it also kept me apart. The basement, in its rawness, gave me connection. To make it human again is to bridge these two worlds. To let wisdom meet vulnerability, to let love have a body.

Maybe that’s what “Lightbringer” really means. Not someone who shines above others, but someone who carries Light into the places that need it most... into confusion, fear, shame, and silence. Into the moments where we feel least divine, but most alive. Source doesn’t ask us to be perfect; it asks us to be real.

So as I continue sharing, reflecting, and exploring, my intention is simple: to bring Light down to Earth, to make knowledge human, and to make being human sacred again. Not as a teaching, not as a role, but as a lived experience. Because that’s where my Light truly begins to shine... in the ordinary, in the flawed, in the beautifully human.