Who is this one, this self, who is suffering? Who is this one on whose behalf I spend my life thinking and feeling? Acting and relating? ...I spend my life serving. This self. Who is this self? Come out! I want to make your acquaintance! Show me what you're made of! ...But there's no one there. There is no one who suffers. No one on whose behalf I spent my life serving. And there are tears. Tears of sadness for this apparent illusion. Like being in this tightly held prison and something crying, "let me out!"
contemplation led by Rupert Spira mixed and synced with music by Metaverse
