Namaskar. Every living being wants to find happiness. Every living being wants to achieve the full potentials of their life. No matter the form they take, whether it be a cat, or dog, a chicken, a pig, a deer, a lion, a bear, a fish, a bird, or a human being. Even the little ants in their colonies enjoy their lives, want to lead the best life that they can lead. The variety and the abundance of difference in life forms throughout this created universe is complex, reflecting the diversity of the cosmic mind. For all beings are an expression of the cosmic Being. There is a consciousness, a pure, unmanifested Being, an eternal, undying, existence. The one Self of all beings is that consciousness, that deep, transcendent essence. Primordial in nature, Being has no thought, has no definition of self and other, has no movement of mind, being without prakruti, without Mother Nature, where the forces of the universe are in equipoise. Being is without thought, without mind, simply aware, consciousness, essence.
Then, when the forces of manifestation lose their equipoise and begin to move into expression, that cosmic essence begins to form into movement and consciousness becomes mind, becomes substance—subtle substance—able to manifest...developing a sense of self, a sense of existence, a knowing of, an awareness of self, and then a capacity of action. And then expression, abounding in the created, manifest universe, in the five elements, expressing the bindings of prakruti, of Nature...developing stronger and stronger bonds until there is the physical universe, and in the diversity of physicality, life arises and takes countless different forms and expressions. Untold numbers of universes with uncounted numbers of stars, with unimaginable amounts of planets, and in that, those special places where life arises, in its uniqueness, in its diversity, living beings come to exist, all within the cosmic mind, all within the cosmic existence. And they each love their life; they each want to prosper, to enjoy, to feel well-being, to have children, to bring forward life and the perpetuation of life.
And forms evolve, change. In the dusts and storms of nature, species arise, and they are dissolved, become extinct, and new species arise. Life ceases and life begins, there is birth and there is death. There is past and there is future, but there is only now. Life and death, past and present, time and space, are relative to witnessing, to awareness. Awareness, consciousness. Without this witness-ship, neither time nor space exist. But when the witnessing consciousness, the Knower, perceives the reality of time and space, then there is movement. There is past and there is future. There is life that comes into being and life that fades away.
There is change and change and change. Yet within all the change, there is a steadiness, a consistency, a solidity, and that solidity is not the material world. It is instead the Knower—the one who witnesses it all...who is the perceiver; without whom there is no time, no space, no birth, and no death. And no change. Without the Witness, there is nothing to witness, for there is no one to see it, there is no one to know it. So that Witness, that purusha, abides, and due to that witnessing awareness, all creation unfolds, exists. Life abounds. And the Witness becomes engaged in that which is being witnessed, forgets itself in the play, in the dance, in the rasa, in the lila, and so that divine one thinks itself to be a cat, and wears the covering of a cat—thinks itself to be a squirrel or a rabbit hopping. Thinks itself to be a fish swimming in the sea. Thinks itself to be a rock, or air. Believing itself to be a spirit that moves from life to life, it dances the great dance of creation. It’s an actor it its own play, witnessing the dramas, the tragedies, and the heartfelt joys of creation, until one day, in the spectrum of time and space, the Witness begins to awaken from the dream of its own creation, and begins to realize that it has been dreaming. Dreaming the great dream, believing itself to be a cat, in cat’s clothing, or a human, or a fish. One day, in the realm of time and space, the Witness begins to awaken and knows that it is the Witness, and all is its own self. All is Being, playing and unfolding in the dance of creation.
But truth never dies. Truth is always itself. The Witness has never changed, only appeared to be the multiplicity of forms in creation, but the witness has always been, will always be, only itself.
Purusha is consciousness, Being-ness, is so maya—appearance—appears to be multiple. There appears to be change and change and change, but amid all the change it is entirely changeless. There is no past, there is no future, there is no time, there is only now. There is no place far or near. There is only now, and here. There is only one Being, immortal, eternal, infinite. The Witness of a great dream awakens and recognizes there has never been any gain, there has never been any loss. The Witness always has been, always will be, has never changed.
In the dream, there is always life and death, yesterday and tomorrow, here and there, joy and pain, and change and change, but within it all, there is the changeless, timeless, eternal, in every atom of existence, in every human heart, in every living being. In every star in the sky, in every rock of the earth, eternal Being always remains the same. It is your choice as a human being, it is your choice to know the eternal or to simply be absorbed in the dream.
It is the dharma, the great opportunity of human life, that defines humanity: the ability to search and to find the eternal nature of that Witness, the atman, the soul of your soul. It is your privilege and your opportunity to inquire and to find the deep, subterranean stream within you, and the truth of the eternal stillness and unchanging nature of your true being, of the Being of all, the Self of all. So don’t forget, alright?