The speaker emphasizes the importance of recognizing oneself beyond thoughts, memories, and emotions. They describe a formless reality that is always present and effortless to perceive. They encourage embracing one's formless self and experiencing the flow of existence without attachment or labeling. The speaker reminds listeners that they are not limited by past narratives and memories, but rather are a formless reality that knows itself as "I am." They compare this state to walking through an orange orchard, where the scent of blossoms permeates everything. The speaker emphasizes that this formless reality is everywhere and not limited to any specific location. They highlight that there is no other reality besides this one and that understanding consciousness belongs to consciousness itself. The speaker encourages playing the game of being somebody if it brings joy and freedom, but also reveals glimpses of one's eternity and majesty. They emphasize the power of these glimpses and the
Hello everyone. Hello. It's very lovely to be with you. We always are. Not as a thought. Not as a memory. Not as a feeling. Because these things pass. But we always are as being. Whatever it is, this reality that is formless and yet appears as form. So go to your formless selves. The reality is perceived. There is no effort needed. Our side-like nature is on board. So easy. Like the flow of a stream. The sound of birds among the trees.
The sensation of the breath. Unobstructed. Like the flow of a stream. Unobstructed. You are like the wide open sky. Unobstructed. Allows clouds of various shape and size to appear for whatever duration. Without any need to fix anything. Without the need to label. You meet yourself every instant as presence. You know you are. But there is no personal limit. You. It is a formless reality. Knows itself as I in this moment. I am. I know I am.
I am. There is no script which could define or describe being, awareness. Because the script is a mind script, a narrative. And you know you are not a narrative. I is not a narrative. So you don't need to refer to yourself via the past memories and images. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are.
You are. You are. When you walk in an orange orchard that is blooming, the perfume of the orange blossoms is everywhere. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. Not located in any particular location. Similarly, you, I is not located in any particular location. There is no location for I. Awareness permeates your entire experience. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are.
You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. You are. There is no other reality. There is no other reality. Understanding about consciousness, about reality, belongs to consciousness. It is consciousness which veils and unveils itself.
When it veils itself, I am an object in the world. Somebody. Subject to conditions. When it unveils itself, there is only I, only you. One unopposed reality. So you, consciousness, you, reality, veil yourself as somebody, a man, a woman, and unveil yourself. As presence. As formless beingness. There are no real problems anywhere. Only the dream game of winning and losing, good and bad. But in reality all is well. And you are this magnificent reality. You are.
You are. You are. You are. You are. You can play the game of being somebody, knowing that it is your game. Your play. Your creation. Why not? Why not? You can also play the game of being somebody, completely believing that somebody is your reality. And then you can experience the sense of limitation and separation. And why not? If that is your joy and your freedom, who is to interfere? And yet you reveal from yourself to yourself a glimpse into your eternity and your majesty.
And upon this glimpse, you wake up the lion. There is no return. You have to satiate your hunger for truth. That is the power of the glimpse. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it. There is no way around it.