In the Silence of your looking is only a kind of joy. The world is no more a jigsaw puzzle. The world is no more a jigsaw puzzle for you. Its like a soup of sensations. As things come in front of you, an interraction is happening. You're a witness to actions, reactions, interractions, but they are happening spontaneously somehow. When people ask you to think deeply about something, you don't know how to do that. You have to pretend to be thinking, but its not thinking. Or if thoughts come, they don't come with any bad smell. Or if they come and they're stupid, it doesn't mean anything. It can't do anything to you. And yet, there's no arrogance involved. You can correspond to beings at various levels of maturity...without researching them. Spontaneously something meets the needs of this moment and responds in the appropriate way without practice, without technique, without strategy. Such is the nature of this Beingness. It is like the Infinite is within the finite. You are the Invisible inside the visible. The Formless inside the form...but don't speak about this with anybody. Quietly keep just enjoying the sweetness, the ripening of the Being.
-Sri Mooji-
Rishikesh, 18th February, 2017
Afternoon satsang.
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