Do not make meditation a complicated affair; it is really very simple and because it is simple it is very subtle…Meditation, really, is a penetration into the unknown, and so the known, the memory, the experience, the knowledge which it has acquired during the day, or during a thousand days, must end. For it is only a free mind that can penetrate into the very heart of the immeasurable.
We have lost sight of the original harmony: If you could hear the sound that is produced by the sunflower as it keeps on turning its head toward the sun, the friction between the flower and air, and if you could hear the sound produced by the galaxies, you would hear the symphony of the spheres; and you would realize that this symphony is based upon a basic harmony, the harmony of the spheres.
How can time help you? Time is a succession of moments, each moment appears out of nothing and disappears into nothing, never to reappear. How can you build on something so fleeting? Look to yourself for the permanent. Dive deep within and find what is real in you. Whatever happens, it happens to you. Find the Subject of all that you are as a person. Even if I tell you that you are the witness, the silent watcher, it will mean nothing to you, unless you find the way to your own being. Give up all your questions, except one. Who am I? After all the only fact you are sure of is that you are. The ‘I am’ is certain. The ‘I am this’ is not. Struggle to find out what you are in reality.
Remove all becoming, you are Being. Becoming is effort, being is no effort. You are always That…. Do not run away from worldly activities, only always keep in the “I am Self”. stay as the screen on which all projected activities take place. In all activities simply keep Quiet and know “I am home”.
For those who live in Self as the beauty devoid of thought, there is nothing which should be thought of. That which should be adhered to is only the experience of silence, because in that supreme state nothing exists to be attained other than oneself. All other knowledges are only petty and trivial knowledges; the experience of silence alone is the real and perfect knowledge.
We can make our minds
so like still water
that beings gather about us
that they may see,
it may be, their own images,
and live for a moment with a clearer,
perhaps even with a fiercer life
because of our quiet,