Essence of Breema: 6 August, 2019

Lone tree in the middle of a lake at dawn

Look at a photograph of yourself. You may say, “That’s me.” But it isn’t you—there’s a difference. You see that photograph, and it can’t see you. The real sees the image and knows itself. You are that which sees the photo and knows you are not that image. You are not the mind, body, or feelings. You are that which sees them—that Consciousness which is lit up by Awareness.

From Real Health Means Harmony with Existence: The Art of Practicing Breema