As long as there is separateness,
one sees another as separate from oneself,
hears another as separate from oneself,
smells another as separate from oneself,
speaks to another as separate from oneself,
thinks of another as separate from oneself,
knows another as separate from oneself.
But when the Self is realized as the indivisible unity of life,
who can be seen by whom,
who can be heard by whom,
who can be smelled by whom,
who can be spoken to by whom,
who can be thought of by whom,
who can be known by whom?
Maitreyi, my beloved, how can the knower ever be known?
A devotee said to Bhagavan, “Bhagavan, so long as we are in your presence we are all good people but once we return to our place we resume our usual activities. I have been coming here for so many years now but I do not seem to have progressed even a little bit.”
Bhagavan: Those who travel by first class inform the guard of the train where they have to get down and ask him to wake them up. Thereafter they shut the windows and go to sleep. Do they wake up midway and ask themselves whether they had crossed their destination already? You are all like first class passengers. You have informed the guard about your destination. Does not the guard know what to do? When your destination arrives the guard himself will come and wake you up.
Can there be a greater reassurance than this?”
Thoughts are the play of pure awareness. They arise within it and dissolve back into it. To recognize pure awareness as the very source of thought is to recognize that our thoughts have never begun, continued or ceased to exist. At that point, thoughts can no longer trouble the mind.
As long as we run after our thoughts, we are like a dog chasing a stick. Each time we throw the stick, he runs after it. If we look at the enlightened consciousness instead, the source of our thoughts, we will see that each thought arises and dissolves in the space of that consciousness, without engendering other thoughts. Then we will be like a lion, which does not chase after the stick, but turns to face the thrower. You can throw a stick at a lion only once.
To conquer the uncreated citadel of the nature of mind, we must go to the source and recognize the origin of thoughts.”