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Maharaj:

even to say you are not the body is not quite true. in a way you are all bodies, hearts and minds and much more. go deep into the sense of ‘i am’ and you will find. how do you find a thing you have mislaid or forgotten? you keep it in your mind until you recall it. the sense of being, of ‘i am’ is the first to emerge. ask yourself whence it comes, or just watch it quietly. when the mind stays in the ‘i am”, without moving, you enter a state which cannot be verbalized but can b experienced. all you need to do is try and try again. after all the sense ‘i am’ is always with you, only you have attached ll kinds of things to it. - body, feelings, thoughts, ideas possessions, etc. all these self-identifications are misleading. because of them you take yourself to be what you are not.

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Should definitely check this out. Worth your time.
THE INVITATION BY ORIAH MOUNTAIN DREAM

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dreams
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your
fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.

If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after a night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the center of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

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