~ silent blessings by God’s grace
20 Saturday Apr 2019
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Like the appearance of silver in mother of pearl, the world seems real until the Self, the underlying reality, is realized.
You never identify yourself with the shadow cast by your body, or with its reflection, or with the body you see in a dream or in your imagination. Therefore you should not identify yourself with this living body, either.
Real thinkers don’t think.
Who but the Atman is capable of removing the bonds of ignorance, passion and self-interested action?
When our false perception is corrected, misery ends also.
Once we become conscious, even dimly, of the Atman, the Reality within us, the world takes on a very different aspect. It is no longer a court of justice but a kind of gymnasium. Good and evil, pain and pleasure, still exist, but they seem more like the ropes and vaulting-horses and parallel bars which can be used to make our bodies strong. Maya is no longer an endlessly revolving wheel of pain and pleasure but a ladder which can be climbed to consciousness of the Reality.
Let my idle chatter be the muttering of prayer, my every manual movement the execution of ritual gesture, my walking a ceremonial circumambulation, my eating and other acts the rite of sacrifice, my lying down prostration in worship, my every pleasure enjoyed with dedication of myself; let whatever activity is mine, be some form of worship of you.