Pursuing the age-old quest 'Who am I?', in this book a medieval saint from India is seen talking about God and probing the nature of the Self--laying bare those esoteric truths that have always been closely wrapped in the worldly night. The saint shows us that realm where joys and sorrows turn back, return away, from where every single thought runs away. 'Where do I truly bide?'--asks a devotee. Where the head is void and quiet the heart reposed, where the world like a hollow murmur rings, where mute forever abides the voice: that is my home--tells the saint. 'Who am I?'--asks one. The holy sweet inflowing, that singularity of awareness, the purity of simply being: that is me--tells us the saint. Where is my happiness? Beyond shadows dark and sunlight sheen; ere where the lengthening traces of shades, interweave; where all existence blooms, bathed just in the field of lights, that holy light, of calm delight: that is of me, and is from me--proclaims the saint.Vedanta, a philosophical subject otherwise considered rather weighty on the mind, is explained simply and easy here; and you will find the dry theme of Vedanta stir up feelings of sweet euphoria within you at times. Verily the ancient-most truths from India are herein brought out in bright daylight in this interesting book, by the words of a holy sage: Saint Tulsidas. A rare treat of joy, this book is a little different, somewhat charming, a bit poetic, and you surely will not want to miss out on it. Please savor this book, read it slow; not a book for those in a hurry, for sure.
A rare treat of joy, this book is a little different, somewhat charming, a bit poetic, and you surely will not want to miss out on it. Please savor this book, read it slow; not a book for those in a hurry, for sure.
Author: Vidya Wati
Publisher: Only Rama Only