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“The Eternal Witness: Discover the Unchanging Awareness Behind Every Moment of Your Life”

 

Look closely, old friend—at this very moment in your life.
How did you arrive here?

Trace it back and you’ll see: you did not leap by years, nor march by months and days.

“You arrived through a sequence of events—each lived moment flowing into the next, like luminous pearls strung along an invisible cord, shimmering in the quiet thread of your life.”

“Step into memory—a sunlit afternoon, a fleeting conversation, a joy, a sorrow. Each is a single beat of time. And then another, and another, weaving the quiet tapestry of your life.”

“Life flows not on calendars, but on karmic currents, where every moment of action shapes what comes next.”

What we call time is but the measurement of change: the counting of movements, the tracking of shadows across a dial. But lived experience is not numbers—it is presence. A river of moments becoming, dissolving, and becoming again.

The body grows, the skin lines, and the voice matures. The mind learns, forgets, and reimagines. Everything shifts and transforms.

And yet—something in you does not shift.
Something does not change.

There has been an awareness present from the very beginning. It was here the first time you opened your eyes to the world as a child. It is here now, gazing through your present eyes. And it will remain as long as there is seeing, as long as there is knowing.

“Sometimes it forgets itself, carried away by the tides of identification. It merges with what it observes—thoughts, stories, and identities. 

Yet the screen upon which all is played remains unstained. Its essence never wanes. Pure, untouched, and innocent, it endures—eternally whole, the silent witness to all that comes and goes.”

The scenery changes. Thoughts rise and fall. The body shifts like clay in time’s hands. But this silent witness—this pure awareness—remains unchanging.

Awareness itself is timeless.
What it illuminates may appear and vanish, rise and crumble, but the light itself never falters.

It is the constant.
The still center ...the axis around which all motion turns.

The ever-present ground of your being.

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