By self-study, by observing, by being hollow and empty, you become a channel - you become a part of the Divine. You are able to feel the presence of Divinity. All the different angels and devas, all these different forms of our consciousness, start blossoming.
No mind, no form, I only exist; Now ceased all will and thought. The final end of the Nature’s dance; I am it whom I have sought. A realm of bliss bare, ultimate, beyond both knower and known. A rest immense I enjoy at last; I face the one alone. I have crossed the secret ways of life; I have become the Goal. The Truth immutable is revealed; I am the way, the God-Soul. My spirit aware of all the heights, I am mute in the core of the Sun. I barter nothing with time and deeds; my cosmic play is done.
Offer your gratitude to God. Then you will feel that inside you a sweet, fragrant and beautiful flower is growing. That is the flower of humility.
Words lead us to the doorway of truth, but only by contemplating their meaning can we pass through.
