Even one minute of sitting without doing anything, no thought is stirred inside you, all is utterly silent – ONE INCH OF BUDDHA.
You have found at least one inch of Buddha hood. And you don’t need much more. Each moment, go on. And whatever you have found will also go on growing.
From one inch to one yard, and from one yard to one mile, and from one mile to one light year, and it will go on and on.
Buddha hood is a pilgrimage which ends nowhere. And what is the meaning of sitting?
Like lightning, all thoughts come and pass; you just remain watchful.
Don’t make any judgment or identification.
Just like lightning, let them come and go. You remain in your depths, just silent and witnessing, and you will be surprised:
nothing else has ever been, except your inner depth. Your innermost silence is the stuff existence is made of.
You have found at least one inch of Buddha hood. And you don’t need much more. Each moment, go on. And whatever you have found will also go on growing.
From one inch to one yard, and from one yard to one mile, and from one mile to one light year, and it will go on and on.
Buddha hood is a pilgrimage which ends nowhere. And what is the meaning of sitting?
Like lightning, all thoughts come and pass; you just remain watchful.
Don’t make any judgment or identification.
Just like lightning, let them come and go. You remain in your depths, just silent and witnessing, and you will be surprised:
nothing else has ever been, except your inner depth. Your innermost silence is the stuff existence is made of.
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