Consider this: Most of our lives, we wander through a dream—not the vivid kind that visits us in sleep, but a waking trance spun by the mind. This mind, shaped by layers of past experiences and projected fears or desires for the future, becomes the silent ruler of our lives.
The servant has forgotten its place, pulling us into memories and fantasies while the true master—our conscious self—sleeps quietly in the background.
Imagine your life as a chariot racing forward. The horses are your five senses, the reins gripped tightly by the ego-mind.
And you?
You are the master, lying dormant in the back of the carriage, lulled into slumber by the clamor of the world outside. You’ve forgotten your proper role—not to be pulled along but to rise, take the reins, and guide the chariot from the inside out.
So, how do we awaken? How do we stir from this deep slumber of forgetfulness and reclaim our rightful place as the director of our own story?
We begin with the sacred art of remembering. This remembering is not of something new but of something ancient and essential—your presence, your being, your stillness beneath the noise.
And the key to that remembering? Meditation.
It is not just a practice. It is your superpower, your inner compass, the light switch in a darkened room.
Initially, the habit of forgetfulness is strong. You may sit, breathe, and feel the truth of now in a brief, shimmering moment—only to slip back into the current of thought, swept into the familiar fog of distraction. But don’t despair. Even remembering for a few seconds is an act of grace. Your attention shifts with each effort, each return to your breath, bodily sensations, external sounds, and bodily posture.
From outward to inward. From the future and past to this moment. From the noisy servant to the silent master.
And here’s the beautiful truth: the mind cannot truly exist in the now. It thrives only in what was or what might be. But your being? It lives only here. It waits patiently, silently, in the heart of this moment, ready to rise when you remember.
Through practice, discipline, and devotion, you begin to shift the current. Bit by bit, your awareness grows more powerful than forgetfulness.
And presence is no longer a fleeting state you enter—it's where you reside. Then, one day, without striving, you don’t fall into thought but into awareness itself. The master stirs awake. The reins return to your hands, and the chariot sets off—not dragged by chaos or scattered distractions but led by the clarity of conscious awareness.
And you return. Again and again—until the thought of leaving no longer arises in you.
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