Life unfolds effortlessly, complete in itself, without the need for anyone to guide or control it. The illusion of the "me" imagines itself as the doer, shaping and directing its own life. However, the "me" is entirely unnecessary—life is already whole, naturally unfolding as it is. The belief that "you" are needed only sustains the sense of separation. Life is not something lived by anyone; it simply is, unclaimed by the illusion of ownership. When the illusory "me" disappears, the imagined burden of doing dissolves, revealing this—life as it's always been: effortless, unbound, and free.