You are the Holy Spirit
[Questioner] And I guess my question is, this awareness,
when I observe things in consciousness, the play of consciousness,
when I see consciousness from the seeing of awareness,
does that awareness have a taste?
Do I join the laughter, the dance,
and the suffering of consciousness at that level of consciousness
or do I just observe it?
Does this awareness have a taste to it?
Do I laugh, if I see it from awareness, do I laugh with consciousness?
Do I cry with consciousness?
[M.] Maybe the laughing will happen in consciousness,
the crying will happen in consciousness,
but the one who is crying will not happen.
The one who apparently is thinking,
'I am crying', 'Will I laugh?' 'Will I cry?'
'I' is what? 'I' must be the consciousness itself.
[Q.] So there is no laughing or crying in awareness,
in seeing from awareness?
[Mooji] Yes, I said earlier,
because we are not talking about forms ...
If I am saying, How far away are these two?
You say, 'Well, edge to edge, maybe four, five inches'.
Because you can measure these, they are two forms.
But because awareness is formless ...
You speak of consciousness, it is formless.
The mind is formless. 'I' is formless.
We are trying to speak accurately about something that has no boundary.
[Q.] But is there a taste in awareness? [Mooji] No.
But tastes appear in awareness. Awareness has no taste.
Those who have come to this recognition, there is a silence in them.
Someone asked just a few days ago,
'But if you go into a battlefield and you see such carnage,
don't you want to act and run about?'
I say, I don't know how it will be.
But I will tell you something, I give you an example.
I don't know if any of you here
have had what they call near death experiences,
where you see also, the sensation is you are out, away from the body.
And you may see all type of activities going on around,
in a kind of excited space.
But your own Self is in an environment of total composure and peace.
It is like if a thousand angels descended upon the battlefield.
They will not be running around going, 'Ah, did you see what happened?'
No. Their presence will emanate tremendous love
and tremendous compassion,
in a silence and a stillness about it.
The presence of holiness, the presence of the Holy Spirit.
You are this Holy Spirit.
When you come to know who you are,
then holiness is shining from you.
Not panic, not excited, 'Oh my God, look, it is terrible!'
No, not this, something else.
Even the presence of this presence itself
is already changing the environment,
washing it with love and grace.
[Q.] How can you retain this awareness?
[Mooji] Yes, this is the thing.
Come to complete understanding that there is no 'you' to do it.
This is what we are having trouble with.
Who is going to retain awareness?
Even this very idea is an idea just arising,
like a cloud in the sky.
How is the cloud going to help the sky
[M.] to be more bright, to be more sky-like? [Q.] I understand.
[Mooji] Yes. Who is going to help?
Who is going to reach and sustain and stay as awareness?
No, this no. There is only the awareness. Nobody is staying there.
There are no addresses in awareness.
'Yes, Jesus lives over there in number 29.' [laughter]
'Mohammad is living in number 32.' [Q.] I got it, I got it.
[Mooji] OK. There is only the infinite expanse.
No one is a resident there. You are That!
There is no 'there' for awareness.
'There' and 'here' exist as ideas in awareness itself.
I cannot find another word in any language,
that comes more to give a little taste, a sense of it, than space.
Space-like awareness, they say. Like emptiness.
Free of quality, because qualities are not reliable,
they are coming and going.
That which is perceiving the coming and going of quality also,
is a tinge of this pure, formless awareness and the mind,
that can perceive even the subtlest taste.
And even the perception of that is arising in awareness itself.
Who can speak? Awareness is not a dead space.
It is not inert. It is neither alive nor dead. It is beyond all.
No word exists anywhere that can convey This.
Yet, all these words, they appear through the mind and consciousness,
appearing in the awareness itself.
I am that awareness. I am that awareness.
Undying, unchanging, unalterable, unsplitable, unaffected,
timeless, eternal, unbound, pure, immaculate.
It is what Is. That is what Is.
This is what Is.
And what emanates out of it?
All this magnificent universe is known as its creation.
Whatever names, there are so many names of God.
But He is beyond name. The unborn principle.
It is here, also. It is here.
Within which this meeting called satsang takes place,
this talking is taking place, listening is taking place,
comprehending is taking place.
The fruit of this is also taking place.
The people next door on the tread mill, it is taking place.
It is the same consciousness.
It is making all those little half-dead pizzas down the road,
it is cooking, it is taking place.
Everything is taking place in it.
Here it wants to know itself. Here it wants to know itself.
It wants to only stop associating.
This is what satsang means.
Because the nature of mind and consciousness
is to associate with something.
Satsang means to associate with the highest Truth,
which means to associate with your own Self.
There is no 'person' tasting life. The person is itself a taste.
Consciousness as 'I' is tasting existence in the guise of personhood.
Reflect. Consciousness is the flavour of the Absolute.