Everything that exists is me, existence itself. And yet, I myself am not a thing. Just as all clay pots are nothing but clay, the whole universe is nothing but me. But just as clay is never truly a clay pot, I am never truly the universe or any part of it. Therefore, I am free from samsara.
I am pure consciousness. Everything is illumined by my “light,” even the light of the sun, moon, stars, lightning and fire. For how could the light of these be known without me, knowingess itself? OM.
The world appears as thought-waves in the ocean of the mind. But the mind appears as a wave in me, the limitless ocean of consciousness. The mind comes, goes and changes but I, consciousness, remain unchanged. Therefore I am unaffected by the world.
First I thought, “I need knowledge of the self.” Now I know, “I am the self.” Realizing that I am the one true reality, where is knowledge, the knower and what is known? I have always been the non-dual self, untainted by the appearance of duality and unaffected by self-ignorance.
As the Kena Upanishad says, “I am the ear of the ear, the mind of the mind, the speech of speech, the breath of breath, the eye of the eye.” For how can there be hearing, thinking, speech, breath or sight without me, pure consciousness? As consciousness, I am not an object of the senses because the senses are objects known to me. And as the ultimate reality, pure existence, the senses depend on me and not the other way around (for how can the senses exist without me, existence itself?). Therefore, I am not afflicted by the suffering caused by the senses and I do not need the senses to be the limitless self I already am. There is no reason to grieve.
End Of Knowledge 