At the end of my last post, Who Am I? Part Fourteen, I said you would have part fifteen before you know it… Obviously, that hasn’t happened and I apologise for that. Unfortunately, since my last post my chronic fatigue has been playing up more than normal and I simply haven’t had the energy or the focus to be able to write. I really don’t like going too long without posting, so I thought I would share this beautifully inspiring piece of wisdom from Ramana Maharshi with you. Please bear with me, and I will write part fifteen as soon as I’m able. It’s only about another 16 days before I go off to Nepal for three weeks, so I’m hoping to give you parts sixteen and seventeen as well. In the meantime, here’s The Maharshi…
Silence is ever speaking. It is a perennial flow of language, which is interrupted by speaking. These words I am speaking obstruct that mute language. For example, there is electricity flowing in a wire. With resistance to its passage, it glows as a lamp or revolves as a fan. In the wire it remains as electric energy. Similarly also, silence is the eternal flow of language, obstructed by words.
I’m leaving on my travels in a couple of hours, but I wanted to leave you with something before departing. I came across this simple but truly beautiful piece of wisdom this morning and thought I’d share it with you. Hope you like it!
I discovered the secret of the sea in meditation upon the dewdrop – Kahlil Gibran
I would like to share with you this beautiful poem by George Smith. It gives an apt explanation of the simple truth that it’s impossible to die…
I know… It’s around a month since my last blog post. I really have got another post brewing; honest! In the meantime I would love to share this wonderful quote with you. Hope you like it.
Only speak if your words are more beautiful than your silence – Author Unknown
Language is only a medium for communicating one’s thoughts to another. It is called in only after thoughts arise. Other thoughts arise after the “I”-thought arises and so the “I”-thought is the root of all conversation. When one remains without thinking one understands another by means of the universal language of silence.
Silence is ever speaking. It is a perennial flow of language which is interrupted by speaking. These words I am speaking obstruct that mute language. For example, there is electricity flowing in a wire. With resistance to its passage it glows as a lamp or revolves as a fan. In the wire it remains as electric energy. Similarly also, silence is the eternal flow of language, obstructed by words.
What one fails to know by conversation extending to several years can be known instantly in silence.
Like two golden birds perched on a tree.
United companions are the ego and the Self.
One eats the sweet and sour fruits of the tree
While the other looks on without eating.
Thinking we are the ego,
We feel attached and fall into sorrow.
But realize that you are the Self,
and you will be freed from sorrow.
When you realize that you are the Self,
Supreme source of light and love,
You transcend good and evil
And move into a state of union.
From the Bhagavad Gita
My recent trip away, although successful in many ways, did not however produce anything worthy of writing about. So, until my writing brain whirrs into gear again I will continue to post inspiration from other sources. That said, I really hope you enjoy this Monday wisdom from the wonderful Ramana Maharshi.
That inner Self is the primeval spirit, eternal, ever effulgent, full and infinite bliss, single, indivisible, whole and living, shines in everyone as the witnessing awareness.
That Self in its splendour, shining in the cavity of the heart. This Self is neither born nor dies, neither grows nor decays, nor does it suffer any change.
When a pot is broken, the space within it is not, and similarly, when the body dies the Self in it remains eternal.