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Tcha: Bright Da! No core or center in Truth!

Early Words of Siddha Da: “The life of the God-man is like the interim in the womb of an ordinary man or woman. The death of the God-man is like the birth of an ordinary man or woman, in which case the God-man finally achieves form without self-consciousness in the bodies, head, arms, trunk, and legs of devotees, true devotees. Spurious individuals will make claims for themselves, become self-conscious, trying to replace the center. But those who are the lovers of that one, who have known that one truly, will be completely free of self-consciousness, free of strategy, will live that process in relationship, communicated in person by the God-man without person, will live that in relationship to one another without face, without consulting the mirrors of consciousness or this world. In that case they may become the medium, the gesture, the argument, that is the service of God-Realization in ordinary beings.”

In the image above, I am standing behind Adi Da, my Beloved. The photo is taken on Naitauba, Adi Da Samrajashram, outside Beloved’s Residence named “Indefinable” located closely adjacent to the devotee village, named “Qaravi” (aka She Likes It A Lot).  The umbrella I am using is one He gave to me, to protect my skin from the sun. My light skin can get burnt easy. He called the skin on my face “a puppy dog belly!” Lovingly He would gently pat my cheek, laugh aloud, dispelling self consciousness about this troublesome “funny looking” face. This is a time when He was instructing and awakening me to true puja in self forgetting devotion. When this image was shown to me it was immediately obvious this was a Sign of His Accomplishing Power in this heart of His. I showed it to Him. Saying, this is true devotion and puja, in gratitude, He Said Tcha! This is one of His Blessing expressions of gratitude and acknowledgment! Never forgotten, always remembered, this Darshan.

Remember, at heart with every breath, this paradoxical esoteric Truth of Siddha Da

I am speaking to everyone when I speak into the tape recorder. There is “nobody there”, except “somebody” with a tape recorder. Why is that? I am not just speaking to whoever is in the room with the tape recorder. I am speaking to everybody, literally. I meditate everybody. I am everybody. And I am speaking to everybody, and not to everybody as egos at all. I am simply Revealing Myself in “everyone’s face”. Adi Da 2008


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