What are you?
I do not know what I am, but I know what I am not
What are you not?
I am not that which thinks I am
I am the “I am”, and also the witness of this “I am”
Birth and Death, coming and going, all happen in my presence
I live amidst the world, yet I am free from the world
I live within the realm of thoughts and emotions, yet I am free from thoughts and emotions
Never has any activity been done by me, nor have I ever ceased to be engage in activity
Beyond activity and non-activity, I dwell in Bliss and Peace
Beyond understanding and non-understanding, I dwell in Bliss and Peace
Beyond the realms of physical manifestations, and beyond the realms of emptiness, there I dwell; in Bliss and Peace
Before any ripple of a thought arises, and from where all thoughts return to, that is my Eternal Home
From where the inhalation of Breath arises out of and from where the exhalation of Breath returns to, that is my Eternal abode, my eternal resting place
No name can be given to me; no form can be ascribed to me, yet living within the realm of name and form, I dance, play, and love
This is my Sadhana, this is my yoga. This is my prayer.
“What am I?”
That place from where even the question arises from and falls back into, that place from where the asking, and the answering are watched
That “I Am”