You are the Artist; The Universe is the Canvas.

The world is Maya, dependent on the consciousness. The illusion is not false in the sense of non-existent, but contingent: like a reflection in a mirror. Without the gaze, the reflection vanishes. Awareness is the silent ground upon which the play of forms arises.

Two Monks and Silence.

“Swami, please instruct me. Who is a Swami?”. “Your answer is in the question itself. The answer is in the ‘is’ ”. “I did not understand”. “One who is Swayam is a Swami. The one who is with oneself. This is the ‘is’ ”. “How do I understand?”. “You are Swayam in sleep. In sleep,…