At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door, and open the love-window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
Everything is expression of our own intelligence. Through simple, innocent, natural unbounded awareness-fullness of Self, all is accomplished… Only we should not be influenced by the winds.
To understand oneself profoundly, one needs balance. Neither renunciation nor acquiescence.
One’s inner light alone is the means, naught else. When this inner light is kept alive, it is not affected by the darkness of inertia.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language - door and open the love - window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
