How to love maturely without falling back into the mystical trap of illusion

  Sometimes the night greets me with a strange sensation — not so much pain as a question , one that slips into the periphery of my thoughts like a light unsure of whether it wishes to remain. After every disappointment there arrives this moment: the moment when you no longer ask “Why did it happen?” but begin to listen to a quieter, almost prayerful inner register: “How can it not happen again?” Not as self-blame. Not as fear of falling once more. But as the desire to learn to love without breaking apart, without turning love into a field where your own shadows outweigh the light. I write these lines as if in a diary, though I’m not entirely sure whether I’m speaking to myself, to time, or to that invisible presence I sometimes call soul , sometimes God , and sometimes simply my own inner ground . Here I want to gather not rules, but orientations; not boundaries, but supports; not prohibitions, but quiet, almost invisible paths toward maturity. Paths that do not reject the myst...

The Self is the only reality

 

"The Self is the only reality that always exists, and in its light, all things are seen. We forget this and direct our attention to the external world. The hall is illuminated whether there are people in it or not, whether they are performing a play or nothing is happening. It is the light that allows us to see the hall, the people, and their performance. We are so absorbed by the objects or phenomena revealed by the light that we fail to pay attention to the light itself. Like the torches in the hall that always burn, the light of Consciousness or the Self is always present—whether in the waking state or the dream state, where things appear, or in deep sleep, where nothing is seen. What we must do is focus on the seer, not the seen, not on the objects, but on the light that reveals them."
— Ramana Maharshi.

 

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