But there is awareness, non-phenomenal reality, the nominal aspect of your experience; that which is and knows it is. That is the true celebration. That is the love. That is the heart. That is the fulfillment. That is our home. That is that which we seek in everything that we do.

A friend, reminding you that the body may have a name, an age, a history. But you’re not the body. A friend, reminding you of that which you know, that namely you perceive a body. You perceive bodily sensations, but you are not defined by that which you perceive.

Thoughts appear within the non-movement. And this non-movement is meditation. With no one doing anything. It is a cosmic meditation…

When you contemplate your reality, it is reality which is contemplating itself. Meaning, the universe is contemplating itself and recognizing itself as the one and only reality.

And we learn to distinguish, to discriminate the viveka between that which is and cannot not be and that which comes and goes.

Unidentified with the history of the body-mind. We know ourself as this effortless, transparent presence. The mind comes to rest.