“The shell must be cracked open if what is inside is to come out.”
“Saying the mantra is like giving a prisoner in a cell a syllable spoon and little by little digging themself free.”
We come home to ourselves when we realise … there is nothing missing. We can call off the search. The place we were looking for is the place we are looking from.
In India, meditating on the roof near Ramana Maharshi’s ashram in Tiruvanamalai, an image came to me that made me laugh out loud. Imagine a boy straddling the neck of an elephant. The boy is looking for the elephant. “Any sign yet?” asks the elephant. “No, not yet”, says the boy.
The boy is the ego-self; the elephant is the universal-Self. He can’t see for looking … hidden in plain sight.
Until we come home to ourselves …
“We shall not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”