Words are Weariness

ஓம் நமசிவாய சிவாயநம ஓம் Om Nama Shivaya, Shivaya Nama Om Have you ever stood barefoot in a mountain stream experienced the   sight and feel of clear water flowing off the pebbles and its feel under your feet ?   Have you stood on a cliff and see down into a valley and experienced the fleeting moment when you slip outside yourself and become part of the scenery ? Have you suddenly slipped into an awareness while in the midst of a poetry triggered by the silence of gaps between the words? If so, you have had a revelation of “Self”, the conscious behind our I-consciousness which is our normal state, the real charioteer of the chariot. In Maitre Upanishad, when Valakhilayas asked thus: “Master, how does this pure Being ( the Brahman) give consciousness to the unconscious body ? How is he the driver of the Chariot ?” The Master Kratu Prajapati answered: “Even as a man who is asleep awakes, but when he is asleep does not know that he is going to wake up, so a part of t