I am the stillness of absolute potential, that sweeping emptiness of the silent inner sky.

I remain open as awareness, in background of all experience, witnessing whatever comes.

A welcoming space, waiting to receive whatever the winds of life bring my way!

I am pure knowing. This knowing is direct. It is not a ‘thought’, about whatever is happening. It is not an image, drawn in the mind. Not even a concept, created with names and words.

This knowing is like space of the clear sky, always present behind every ‘thought’ briefly passing like a cloud through it.

Thoughts about quiet things gently floating by, or thoughts forcefully pushed, by chaotic winds of powerful emotions. All are watched from here.

This emptiness of my witnessing presence, the clear open sky of my inner being, silently knowing, listening, seeing, all that comes.

Using the broom of my attention, I sweep away all clouds- random thoughts, concepts, memories, impressions, feelings and emotions.

The wicked thoughts soaked in vanity of ego, heavy with weight of projected self-importance. Thoughts marching in deceitful garbs, of ‘meditative’ contemplations, with mistaken claims as words of wisdom arising from ‘intuition’.

Thoughts disguised in subtle shades, to imitate the cloud-free emptiness of my inner sky! Thoughts hidden in plain sight almost unseen, like a screen of transparent film clinging on my pure real Self.

I sweep them all, with a smooth stroke of one deep breath, into a large pile of rubbish!

From the revealed space of clear sky underneath, I look at them now, with amused affection, or is it compassion? At the very least, understanding and acceptance, for what they truly are.

Poor-airy-floating-nothings, transiently visiting my inner space! Never to stay anywhere for long. At mercy of the winds of life, which scatter them here and there, as and when they please, upon their slightest whim.

It is futile holding grudges against wandering clouds, which soon enough leave on their own, never arriving to settle anywhere.

I simply watch and effortlessly wait, to see them gone! While they crowd for a while, they never litter. Smoothly, gracefully, they float away, never leaving a mess, or any trace behind.

I am left clean as ever, my bright open heart in endless emptiness, with clear aware presence and acceptance, for whatever comes.

Waiting without waiting, to welcome whatever the winds of life may happen to bring along next!