The goal of spiritual quest is not to find individual answers for the question of life and existence but to find the very root of this concern which is in the illusion of individuality and separation. … More The Rules of Maya
Stillness is our fundamental nature. The moment we embrace and surrender to the chaos within us, we will experience profound peace. And all it takes to find it is to stop seeking it, for it’s already ours. Read more… … More Finding Stillness in the Midst of Chaos
To realize the Self is to see everyone and everything to be within and not without. … More Shedding the World
The direct path toward spiritual realization is easier than advertised. All that one needs to do is to sit and do nothing! It’s the hardest habit to overcome, to do nothing, but it’s the easiest thing to do (or not to do) once we find the zone. Read more… … More The Direct Path to Spiritual Realization
I am lost in some strange neighborhood of my mind; there are so many buildings and high-rises in every direction that I have lost my sense of orientation. I don’t know how I ended up here. It is strange like a dream: I have somehow naively accepted the inception and reality of this place but … More The Garden of Eden: Paradise Buried Alive
God is deaf; It is blind; It is dull, dark, and dumb. Ears and eyes and wit are windows to what’s outside of oneself. But there’s nothing outside of God, so God, mind you, is deaf; It is blind; It is dull, dark, and dumb. When I came across God, It perceived me not, for … More Coming Across God
The out there is in here. Nothing is outside me, for without me there would be neither inside nor outside. What is beyond me is already encompassed by me, for otherwise the “beyond me” wouldn’t even come into my conception. I dwell in a world that dwells in my thinking. This baffles even me, who … More The Bafflefield
I have become world-loose again; warm and detached, I am nearing the sun that melts the shackles of these cunning appearances. I have a foot out, a foot in; an illusive essence and a human mask, a wavelength and a momentum. I’m not in the world, and not of it, at least tonight. The world … More Prison Break
It is that time again, to give the master a visit. Drained by the drag of this swamp, starving for the holy company I must return once again to that blessed deathbed, so that I may sneak through the sliding door, and the clashing rocks, and re-emerge in the field where I am no more. … More It is that time again …
It is hidden by its omnipresence and obviousness. It is sought by all but found by none: It is there at all times; it is the act of looking for It that conceals Its reality. It is a jokester: It is veiled by Its unveiling; It hides Itself by showing Itself. There is no veil … More Hidden by Obviousness
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