I Am What I Am I am neither a daughter nor a mother. I am neither a doctor nor a patient. I am neither a student nor a teacher. I am neither a vanaprastha nor a sannyasi . Then who am I? Am I an individual or cosmic being? Am I the waker? I am beyond the waker. The heavens are my head. The sun and the moon are my eyes. Space is my body. The wind is my breath. Fire is my mouth. The waters are my life. The earth is my feet. As Vishva , I am one with Virat . Yet these describe only the gross body. What of the mind, that dreams? Am I the dreamer? I am beyond the dreamer. I am neither agitated nor calm. I am neither learned nor ignorant. I am neither joyful nor sorrowful. I am the Cosmic Mind. As Taijasa, I am one with Hiranyagarbha . When body and mind sink into deep sleep, Am I the sleeper? I am beyond the sleeper. I know that the body and mind slept well or else that they did not. As Prajña , I am one with Iśvara . Beyond the waker, beyond the dreamer, beyond the sleeper— I am th...
Founders Tree It has seen it all, From the rise and fall of natives, To the evolution of America, To the rise of the technological age, And the silence of the pandemic. Yet it feels no urge to move. It simply stands at the avenue of the giants Rooted in one place, Anchored through centuries. Timeless. Ageless. Spaceless. Soaring from the earth to the heavens, Like Hiraṇyagarbha , The Cosmic Womb of Creation. Silently whispering The truth of cosmic existence, Radiating the light That knows no boundaries. Not merely a tree, But a silent sage, Revealing the limitless Self in all. Founder's Tree at the Avenue of Giants , California