Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
To understand oneself profoundly, one needs balance. Neither renunciation nor acquiescence.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others. If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter which fork you use.
If you wish to be free, know you are the Self, the witness of all these, the heart of awareness. Set your body aside, sit in your own awareness. You will at once be happy, forever still, forever free.
When your sense of self is no longer tied to thought, is no longer conceptual, there is a depth of feeling, of sensing, of compassion, of loving, that was not there when you were trapped in mental concepts. You are that depth.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
Occasionally we find ourselves at unexpected crossroads with more than one opportunity from which to choose. Time itself is often the best indicator of which decision to make, for it can tell so many things that are now hazy.
