Once there was a Rock, filled with countless atoms, protons, neutrons, and subatomic particles of matter. These particles were racing around continually, in a pattern, each particle going from "here" to "there," and taking "time" to do so, yet going so fast that the Rock itself seemed not to move at all. It just "was". There it lay, drinking in the sun, soaking up the rain, and not moving at all.
"What is this, inside of me, that is moving?" the Rock asked.
"It is You," said a Voice from Afar.
"Me?" replied the Rock. "That is impossible. I am not moving at all. Anyone can see that."
"Yes from a distance," the Voice agreed. "From way over here you do look as if you are solid, still, and not moving. But when I come closer - when I look very closely at what is actually happening - I see that everything that comprises "What You Are" is moving. It is moving at incredible speed through "time" and "space "in a particular pattern which creates "You" as the thing called "Rock". And so, you are like magic! You are moving and not moving at the same time."
"But," asked the Rock," which then, is the illusion? The oneness, the stillness, of the Rock, or the separateness and the movement of its parts?"
To which the Voice replied, "Which, then, is the illusion? The oneness, the stillness, of God? Or the separateness and movements of its parts?"
... Life is a series of tiny, incredibly rapid movements. These movements do not affect the immobility and the "Being ness" of "Everything That Is". Yet, just as with the atoms of the rock, it is the movement which is creating the stillness, right before your eyes.From this distance, there is no separateness. There cannot be, for "All That Is" is "All There Is", and there is nothing else.
From the limited perspective with which you view "All That Is", you see yourself as separate and apart, not one unmovable being, but many, many beings, constantly in motion.
Both observations are accurate. Both realities are "real."