This is my pleasure reading.  Seriously.  It’s a book about the teachings of Ramana Maharshi who lived and taught in southern India in the late 19th and first half of the 20th century.  He awakened at age 16, with no prior interest in spirituality.

He said, “The ‘I’-thought is only limited ‘I’.  The real ‘I’ is unlimited, universal, beyond time and space.”

What emerges with the limited “I” thought, however, is the world as we know it.

Today when I look out at the gorgeous green land around me, the luminous clouds in the western sky climbing the hill, I see the beauty and I see the unreality.  It makes me feel sad.  But that, apparently, is not the final word.  We shall see.