Pursuit of Happiness

 

When life is all but suffering

The apparent causes may be  

People, places, and situations

Due to the veil of illusion

 

Enquire within, 'Who am I?'
Unlearn what you’ve learnt
Abandon rationale and logic 

Embrace intuition and instinct


What’s inside appears outside

Imaginary world—a dream reality

Experiences created by the mind

Neither real nor permanent


One formless eternal reality
When the dreamer awakens
Temporal illusions cease to be
Happiness blossoms naturally

Who Am I?

 

Wake up, wake up
From a temporal dream 

Awake, I realise the truth
All is 'I' with no other

Wake up, wake up
First, I was undifferentiated
Later, infinitely variegated
By time-space-thoughtform

Wake up, wake up
I am the magician
Manifesting things at will
Like the passing clouds

Wake up, wake up

I am the lucent vibration
Illuminating the false world
Making it appear as real 

 Lion or sheep?

 

A lion cub lost among sheep
Growing up in a dream reality
Bleating fearfully in conformity

Ignorant of its origin and identity

Along comes an enlightened Soul
Bemused by what she sees
Shows the lion dressed as sheep
A reflection of its true identity


Awakened from the state of delusion

The liberated lion roars loudly

Freed from misconceptions of duality

Aware of its origin and identity

One reality, imaginary many
Ask, 'Who am I—one or many?'
If one—know there is no other reality
If many—resistance and dichotomy 

 

Who Am I?

 

Wake up, wake up
Realise 'I Am That'
Knowing there is no other
Be still in a sea of activity

Wake up, wake up
I am pure Awareness
Streaming through the senses
And giving rise to knowingness


Wake up, wake up
I am not the body or senses
I am not the mind or intellect

All is ignorance and delusion

Wake up, wake up
I withdraw cognition
In deep sleep, not knowing
Absolute being in eternal bliss

Experiences

 

What if experiences are
Conjured up by the mind 
Perceived by the senses
Analysed by the intellect

What if experiences are

Like looking at holograms

One's thoughts and beliefs

Appear as people and objects 

What if experiences are

Like flying in a dream

Asleep, indisputably real

Awakened, realises she’d slept


What if experiences are

Not fixed in space and time

What seems like here and now

Could be anywhere, anytime

 

Coming home

 

Departure—
'I', 'Me' and 'Mine'

Space, time, thoughtform
Separateness

Midway—
Doubts and uncertainties
Confusion and restlessness
Self-enquiry

Homestretch—
Faith and humility
Surrender and unlearning
Awakening

Arrival—
Detached and blissful
Reunion and communion
Awareness

What is reality?

 

Am I the body?
Am I the emotions?

Am I the senses?  
Am I none of these?

 

Am I the mind?
Am I the intellect?

Am I the nothingness?
Am I none of these?


Am I the light?
Am I the mirror?
Am I the reflection?

Am I all of these?

 

Am I the seer?
Am I the seen, and
Everything in-between?

Am I the one and only?

 

What do you see?

 

Stand before a mirror
What do you see?
Is that you or me?
If it's you, why not me?

You say there is a difference
Is that true?
I say we are undifferentiated
Like a tree inside a seed

Go to sleep
What do you see?
Is that a dream or reality?
If it's a dream, why not 
reality?

You say there is a difference
Is that true?
I say they are undifferentiated
Like one having a waking dream

 

 

What if?

 

It’s all a dream:
Places
Situations
Relationships

It’s all a fiction:

Mind
Senses
Intellect

It’s all an illusion:

Time
Space
Form

It's all timeless:

Existence

Awareness
Bliss

Who Am I?

 

Wake up, wake up
I exist despite imperceptible

To mind, senses, and intellect

Truth concealed by illusion


Wake up, wake up
I am unlike the changing body
I am unlike the changing mind
I am eternally unchanging

Wake up, wake up
Seek earnestly within
Nature of an exalted being
Wisdom bestowed on the meek

Wake up, wake up
Spun around by illusion
I appear as diverse relations
Apart, yet relative to the other 

Who Am I?

 

Wake up, wake up

The truth 'Who am I?'

Is reflected in a dreamer 

Self-aware, allowing, and blissful

 

Wake up, wake up
The mind projects experiences 
Like a movie viewed on screen
Nothing is real except the 'I'

 

Wake up, wake up

I am the eternal Self-of-All

Experiencing temporal existence

Like worlds perceived in dreams

 

Wake up, wake up

I am the formless Self-of-All  

Manifesting in eightfold forms
As Existence-Awareness-Bliss

Let it 'Be'

 

Let go of:

I

Me 

Mine

 

Let go of:

Worry

Grief

Anxiety

 

Let go of:

Choice

Effort

Expectation

 

Let go of:

Past

Present

Future

 

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