
Don’t search for anything except peace. Try to calm the mind. Everything else will come on its own.
— Baba Hari Das
Doyou realise how much of your life is spent seeking me? It is far more than you might think. You disguise your search for me by busying yourself with tasks or activities that you think you will enjoy or will make you happy or make you feel good or will help you relax.
But ultimately, you are not seeking any of that. You are seeking me.
Your mind is troubled; your spirit is spirit is restless. You might use words like “too busy” or “stressed” to describe how you feel.
The truth is that you are lacking my presence in your life. You think that by creating order or by having less to do, or more of what you love, you will find me. Nothing could be further from the truth.
You will never find me in anything outside yourself. You will never find me in your habits that destroy your health and happiness, whether this means filling your time with too much shopping or too many cigarettes or pills or joints or drinks.
You will never find me in financial stability or in the relationship you think will make you happy. You will never find me in your addictions and distractions, the things that keep you occupied or numb.
You will never find me by being with loved ones or achieving your goals or completing tasks.
You can be in a beautiful, tranquil setting with the ones you love most in the world. Your bank account may be overflowing. The list of awards and accolades for your achievements grows daily.
Your lifestyle is enviable. You are adored by many.
But without me, none of this matters. Without me, you will enjoy none of this.
Where am I hiding, you ask? How can I be so elusive? In truth, I am not hiding, nor am I elusive. You can have me in any moment of your choosing.
But first, you must release all negative energy. You must relinquish your grudges, your dissatisfaction, your complaints. You must accept “what is” in the moment, no matter how unpleasant or painful certain aspects of your life might be.
Your negative thoughts keep me from you. I cannot reside where they live.
As long as you choose to entertain them, you are ordering me to stay away. And I will obey. I have no desire to force myself upon you. It is impossible, even if I wanted it. To force anything is completely against my nature. I cannot exist where force lives.
I can only be with you at your invitation.
I hear you wondering often where I am. You think I have abandoned you and occasionally, you shout at me in anger and frustration. In fact, you have abandoned yourself. You have become disconnected from your True Self, your soul.
The only way to find me is to reconnect with it, to remember who you are at your core, your very essence. You are not the human Ego you have constructed over a lifetime. Your True Self is pure Divine Love, for that is the truth of your soul.
When you remember this and remain connected to your soul, you will find me. That essential connection is what allows you to release longstanding hurts and perceived injustices. It is what helps you to see the world and everything in it through the eyes of unconditional Love. It is what opens the door for me to come to you.
I am here, standing on the other side of that door, waiting for you.
I can only be with you in your inner world. I can only come to you when you have rid yourself of anything that disrupts your life or causes you harm. Take a close look at your environment, the people in your world, everything that occupies your time. What can you release?
You must remove negative emotional, mental and physical clutter. Eliminate what causes upset and disharmony. All of these fill your mind, heart and soul with harmful energy. I cannot exist with them. We are strangers. I am their enemy. They feed on your time and attention. The more you feed them, the more they grow.
They sneer at me, knowing you would prefer my presence over theirs but they delight in your confusion. They enjoy your lack of understanding of them and the harm they cause. They laugh at you for not finding me, and all the while it is they who keep me hidden from you. Pranksters and simpletons, they think they can keep you from finding out you are the one in control.
They do not appreciate your attempts to avoid them, to ignore or vanquish them. They are tricky. They band together to stay strong in your mind, enjoying every morsel you feed them.
If they sense you letting go of them, they call on your fears to work with them. They employ your imagination to expand their dastardly project. It has no will of its own, your imagination works for food — it is not choosy. It shows up on demand, whether for good or harm; it does not care who is its master.
Your imagination is one of my greatest friends and allies. It is also my greatest enemy.
You make your pursuit of me so complicated. You create one detour after another, setting up road blocks between you and me and believing it is impossible — or nearly — to find me.
In truth, I am always here for you. There is nothing complicated or impossible about finding me. You must simply stop searching for me outside yourself. You must stop blaming your problems and hardships and bad days on keeping me away.
You must accept full responsibility for my distance — or my presence — for both are entirely in your hands. They lie in the choices you make about what occupies your thoughts and your life.
The sooner you understand this, the sooner you will discover my presence in everything you do. I can be with you in even your most difficult of challenges. I can help you heal. I can bring you great joy. I can make it possible for you to fully love and appreciate every moment of your life.
But I can only do it at your invitation.
Originally published at libertyforrest.com
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