The Self is the abundant treasure hidden beneath piles and piles of ideas and personalities.

If you’re ready for this treasure, roll up your sleeves, and use the shovel of self-observation to empty the ground the Self waits in.

P.S. – When you find it, the whole world will be richer.

Surrender knocks at the door.

Contemplation is the hand that lets her in.

The Self guides her to where you are.

Consciousness is the room that hosts her.

Then we find out that she is not the real Guest, but is the emissary of the Divine.

Where do you go when you want to remember something? Who do you turn to for answers to life’s deep questions? 

He who reminds and reveals is the real you.