Contemplation/ What Is Beyond Death? - 7 July 2015

Who is it that reports that 'I see that there is nothing there'? Nothing. What kind of question is this? 'I see that there is nothing, even I am not there.' I know this. I know this, that even I am not there. So if sleep itself is a state where the presumed 'you' or even the presence of 'you' is not there, then what still remains that knows this? I wonder how many of you these types of contemplations appeal to. So if there is one which remains untouched when there is nothing, when there is no phenomenal... if you remain untouched, what happens that you start to say that 'I am touched now with this phenomena'? What changes about you? Actually, nothing changes. We remain the same 'I' that is untouched by all phenomena. All that has happened is the birth of this phenomenal aspect of you, the dynamic aspect of you called Consciousness or being. But the birth or dissolution of this being, it must be said, even this does not touch you.

The way in which you designed this game was that you must have said, 'But if it is always clear to me that nothing touches me, then what is the joy or fun of this game?' If it is always to remain clear that nothing which is phenomenal touches me, then where is the bite? Where is the challenge? Where is the fun in this game? Therefore, you must have given yourself this power of belief, the power to pretend that something can happen in this dream, in this game, which actually affects me. And since it was so far-fetched an idea—so far-fetched an idea that something in this phenomenal realm can affect you in reality—it cannot survive a few moments of open contemplation right now. Just here, you can see that 'I am aware, I am this awareness itself,' and you find that this awareness remains untouched through all phenomena. Who does not see this? It is very simple to see this. And yet the only thing which seemingly blocks us is a phenomenal expectation. Something should happen phenomenally. Therefore, in every satsang we say nothing will happen phenomenally, or even if it does, that is not what is important. And yet you keep reporting, 'This is what I want, this is what I want, this is what I thought, this is what I feel.' Just pretending, just presuming this presence of this 'I' which is an individual phenomenal 'I'. If you're not done with this pretense yet, then I don't know actually what else I can say. So enough of these reports about 'Yes, yes, I see what I am, but, but, but I still feel... but, but, but I still think.' Not true. How long must we indulge in this?

So the fear can come that 'If I discover what I am... I'm ready for this kind of self-discovery, but don't take away this game from me. I want to discover, but please don't take away this game because I'm not done with it yet.' Like a child playing in a park saying, 'Ma, I'll come, I'll come soon. Yes, I know, I remember my home is not this, but let me play for some more time.' And this is okay. Even this is not a problem, you see, because it is not that the game loses its joy. It's just another unfounded fear that this game loses its joy. In fact, you will find that when you're not distracted so much by these mental energies all the time, you might say that this is the first time that I experience truly the taste of a fruit. This is the first time that I experienced truly how beautiful the flower is. Let's see. This is the first time I looked at my partner without the projection. He or she is so beautiful. The joy of this world is not going to be squeezed out of it because of your realization of what you are. Just another unfounded fear from the mind. It says that without this interpreter, without the stories about it, then the world itself will seem like the most mundane appearance. It's not like this. What will change is that you will not resist. You will not mind any appearance. When grief comes, you find that even grief is so beautiful, so quiet, so sober, so pure in a way.

Let all our stories, let them die. Let all our ideas, let all our specialness, let all our human, all our desires or aversions, let them all be burnt. And may you all taste this moment for what it is. You see, right now and now. I know. And as every moment is fresh like this, then it leaves no room for these stories which the mind still tries to paint. This is freedom. No 'now I got it,' no 'now this,' no 'where this me cannot be found.' No identity can survive your tasting this moment, this now. And this now is always enough. Your presence is here now. Your presence is not in the past, it is not in the future. It is just now. An idea is never now. A concept is never now. The person is never now. But you are here only now. All your doubts, all your stories and concepts are about some imagined past or future, but all there is is now. God is here now, and all that which is in service to God is here now. Love is here, peace is here, joy is here, and you are tasting your own presence. Your own presence which in turn is tasting all that is phenomenal. The Holy Trinity of Creator, Preserver, and Destroyer—Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva—are playing for your joy. Let's play together here. Enough of this pretend game of seeker and teacher, of Guru and disciple, of free and not free, of body and mind. Enough with these stories now. Aren't you tired already of being just an idea? Aren't you tired of being a concept? Aren't you tired of picking and choosing from phenomena? Come here now. May you taste this entire creation now. God is waiting for your true seeing of what you are.

Father, freedom from the 'me' or you want the 'me' to be free?

You want freedom from the 'me' or you want the 'me' to be free? If you're still waiting for the 'me' to be free, then we will be at it for the next 10 years, 20 years, 30 years. We can keep going 10 lifetimes, 20 lifetimes, 30 lifetimes, eons and millions of lives, but this 'me' will never be free. The 'me' does not exist. You're still waiting for some sign. There is still some hope that there will be some freedom for 'me'. I want to take away this hope from you. As long as you latch on to this 'me', there can be no freedom. The 'I' remains, but there can be no 'me'. The 'I' remains, but there can be no 'me'. And there never has been. There never has been. So not even to get rid of it—that is not the pointing. The pointing is not to get rid of the 'me'; it is only to see that there is none. How will you get rid of that which doesn't exist?