Imagine a marvel that pulses with life, a wondrous creation tuned to the rhythms of your being. This remarkable servant, unparalleled by any feat of science, pledges its loyalty to you for lifetimes , if only you love, respect, and synchronize with its intrinsic marvels. Pause for a fleeting moment, ponder the myriad miracles unfolding within your bodily frame, unseen yet profound. In perfect health, every fiber, every nerve, every cell of this intricate vessel operates in flawless unity, akin to a symphony of perfect harmony. Some treat their bodies as adversaries, rather than cherished companions, neglecting their sanctity with careless abandon. Consider this: many lavish more care upon their vehicles and possessions than their own corporeal selves. Isn't it astonishing? We spend a lifetime housed within these flesh and bone abodes, yet seldom comprehend their intricate workings. We strive to grasp the mechanics of machines, and the algorithms of computers, but fail to grasp the
Once upon the eternal expanse of consciousness, there existed two distinct realms of existence: the small 'i' and the majestic 'I'. The ego self dwelt in the realm of the small 'i', nestled within the folds of human experience. It spoke in the language of form and function, proclaiming, "i am this, i am that." It knew itself through roles and identities — a child, an adult, a student, a lawyer, a politician. It reveled in the definitions of size and shape — big, short, overweight, skinny. Yet, this small 'i' was not without its shadows. It often whispered with criticism, finding faults, always with something to say. This was the realm of human consciousness, where the ego's personality thrived. Contrasting this ephemeral small 'i' was the majestic 'I AM'. Here, in the domain of divine consciousness, words dissolved into silence, and labels fell away like autumn leaves. 'I AM' simply existed whole and complete, untouc