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Welcome, Friends Two Transformative Books by Sharnam Step beyond thought. Return home to your true essence. These aren’t just books—they’re portals to awareness. Each word opens a window into stillness, clarity, and freedom—guiding you back to what was never lost: the quiet knowing within you. Reflections on the Path Within “Insights on Self-Awareness and Successful                            Living”                       By Sharnam Discover the Stillness Beyond Thought This isn’t a book to rush through—it’s a mirror to see yourself in. Through poetic reflections and timeless truths, Sharnam guides you inward—beyond effort and striving, into the still point of presence. Every page whispers:  “In the silence between thoughts, the heart remembers what the mind has forgotten.” Perfect for those seeking mindfulness, balance, and genuine self-discovery, this book ...

Consider this, dear friend — Across the vast theater of creation, from the silent temples of the ancients to the laboratories of modern architects of thought, one truth whispers through the ages: nothing thrives when it withholds. Imagine, for a moment, that hydrogen — the lightest of all elements, the spark that ignited the stars — suddenly chose not to share, refusing to offer its single electron to oxygen. What then? The sacred union we call water would never be born. The rivers would dry, the forests fall silent, and the song of life would lose its rhythm. So too it is with us. When the mind clings to what’s in it for me, when the heart withdraws its generosity, the great current of life begins to stagnate. Love ceases to circulate. Creation forgets its dance. But in the act of giving — in the unconditioned offering of oneself to the Whole—the  river flows again. It nourishes the roots, feeds the soil, and awakens dormant seeds. Every act of kindness becomes a drop returning to...

Consider this, dear friend—since the beginning of time, from the silent caves of mystics to the glowing screens of modern minds, one current remains constant: the journey of consciousness trying to awaken itself from the dream of conditioning. Consider this: People create karma not only by what they do, but also by what they think, judge, and condemn. Every opinion and criticism is like a thread in the web that keeps them connected. But listen closely, old friend—the moment you no longer react to the world’s opinions, and their judgments pass through you like wind through an open window, you stop spinning the wheel of karma. Those who trigger you aren’t enemies—they are sacred messengers, guiding you toward the unseen parts of your subconscious to help you release what causes misery and suffering in your life. The ego will rise, seeking to defend its small kingdom,  but if you pause and be still  rooted in presence and not becoming— the storm passes, and you remain untouched. ...

Consider this, old friend — Everyone searches for happiness, yet most wander through life with their lanterns pointed outward, not inward. Some pursue it through toys and trinkets, while others seek it in wealth or the sparkling masks of prestige. Some chase it in the eyes of another, mistaking reflection for brilliance—believing someone else holds the key to their happiness within. And for a fleeting moment, the mirror does shimmer back joy. Notice, old friend—when the other departs, they carry the mirror with them, and the happiness fades away. Yet the mirror was never theirs. It only reflected what was dormant within you. Others hunt for love, scouring the outer world for it, only to return empty-handed. Maybe they never learned to love themselves—to be gentle and gracious with their own presence. But when they do, something miraculous occurs: the script rewrites itself, the projector hums again, and life begins to project a completely different scene upon the screen of existence. B...

Consider this, dear friend. Since the dawn of time, human beings have been creatures of repetition and remembrance. From the first spark struck against stone to the delicate stroke of a calligrapher’s brush, each act repeated became smoother, more fluid, and more divine. What begins as awkward fumbling—a thought forcing the hand—slowly transforms into effortless grace. But why is this so? Perhaps it is muscle memory—the quiet intelligence of the body learning to move without interference,  beyond the chatter of thought,  guided by the gentle autopilot of repetition and  the calm confidence of doing. Or perhaps it is neuroplasticity—the miraculous reshaping of the brain, forging pathways as rivers carve valleys through stone, until what was once foreign becomes the natural rhythm of being. And yet, there is something deeper still. Each repetition does not merely teach the body — It whispers to the unconscious, laying down invisible tracks through the vast fields of mind an...

Consider this, old friend — This physical world is but a mirage. a play of shimmering light upon the surface of an infinite sea. Maybe… just maybe, all that you see is not what it appears to be. When the veil thins and the illusion begins to crack, you see the stage for what it is the players reciting their lines, the actors lost in scripts they never wrote. The trinkets, the whistles, the bells — they lose their shine. The little game of wanting, having, becoming no longer calls you. For everything here is fleeting  a breath, a glimmer, a soap bubble rising, dazzling… dissolving. We chase the next one, and the next — believing the mirage to be real until the desert wind of truth shatters it again and again. Reality—unchanging, uncreated — waits patiently behind the mask of being this...or that. It teaches by dissolving all that isn’t real, by waking us from the hypnosis of becoming. Stop chasing shadows, old friend. Be still. For when the hypnotic dream dissolves, what remains is ...

Consider this, dear friend— Life, with all its mystery, isn't a puzzle to solve but a rhythm to live by. And within this rhythm lies a melody of four sacred notes—the 4 Keys— A harmony that balances body, mind, and spirit in divine accord. 1. Be Present... The present moment isn't just now; it's eternity at your fingertips. And when the currents of the mind pull you away, simply return to your breath or to the quiet hum beneath the noise. Perhaps, return to the sacred pulse of life flowing through your veins. No labels, no judgment, no story—just awareness. The mind drifts through yesterday’s echoes and tomorrow’s illusions , But the heart whispers only one truth: Life happens here, in the stillness of now. 2. Be Patient... Everything in existence unfolds in divine sequence. You cannot rush the sunrise, nor persuade a flower to bloom before its time. Trust the orchestration. Every delay conceals a design, every pause prepares the path. The river doesn't question its cou...

Consider this, dear friend:  From the very first breath, the world leaned close and whispered names into your ear. One by one, they clothed you in words: i am this. i am that. i am a man. i am a woman. i am sick. i am well. i am broken. i am healed. i am a doctor. i am a handyman. i am John. i am Jack. Layer upon layer, like garments worn too long, these identities press against your skin. Over time, you mistake them for yourself. But they are only clothes. They wear thin. They fade. They shrink and tear, and when carried too long, they weigh you down. This is the nature of the egoic self—the conditioned self. It takes the sacred phrase I Am and attaches it to every passing shadow. Pain arises, and it declares, i am in pain. Happiness arrives, and it exclaims, i am happy. Failure visits, and it mourns, i am a failure. Success shines and declares, 'I am a success.' But beneath all these claims, before the first thought, before the first “i am this” or “i am that,” there remains ...