The Space Of What Is

A deep guided inquiry into the nature of What Is—that which is not an activity, not an action, but a deeper space inside from which everything arises and in which everything subsides—our very Source and Self.

Transcript

Satsang with Mooji Satsang with Mooji Satsang with Mooji Om.

Let us begin by.

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Well,

We say,

Let us begin or start by turning your attention to the fact that the Self has no beginning anyway.

It has no sense of duration or end.

So even a sense of beginning is only an invitation to turn our attention,

To just acknowledge that,

That which is not an activity,

Is not an action about to be taken or taken before.

So it is a deeper space,

Deeper inside,

To simply the space of what is.

Attention is now in the what is.

There is nothing apart from the what is.

So even this voice speaking and the sense of listening are just movements,

Functions inside the what is.

And these functions,

They move within the realm of time,

The realm of coming and going,

Appearing,

Disappearing,

Rising,

Falling,

Whatever.

Often the attention that has been cultivated through conditioning tends to focus on these movements of comings and goings.

This very focusing itself becomes a kind of hindrance to the recognition of the what is,

Which is unmoving,

Unstructured,

Formless.

It is not the speaking or the hearing.

It is not a guidance.

It is not a voice.

It is not senses.

It is not meditation.

It is not a posture.

It is not prayer.

It is without desire.

It is already so.

It is already what it is.

It is always what it is.

It never improves.

It cannot improve.

It cannot decrease or increase,

Because it is without form.

It cannot move,

Because it is infinite.

It cannot be gained or attained or transcended,

Because there is nothing apart from itself that could carry out such a thing.

This is the what is.

The intuitive sense of self or self-awareness also appears inside the what is.

The sense of feeling one's existence without history or imagination is one with the what is.

The sense of I and you,

Other,

They,

We,

Are nothing other than the what is.

To keep quiet or not keep quiet has nothing to do with the what is and does not affect it.

But for the term to be fulfilled,

Called awakening or the realisation of the Self,

The natural sense of being and the adopted sense of personhood,

And the sense of choice,

Must turn towards being one with the what is through a sense merged with it,

So that the agitation that is caused by the dualistic functioning of intention,

Or the sense of separation,

Do these come to an end?

Come to an end?

Or sense of disturbances also come to an end?

The sense of the person may for a while remain just as a sense of a person,

Not commanding any power or attention to itself.

Arising within and from the what is,

Is the power to perceive,

To,

Let's say,

Experience.

The what is manifests a form in order to have the sense or the taste of experiencing phenomena,

Through the senses,

Through the mind,

In the form of a memory,

Desire,

Imagination,

Projection,

Creativity,

Identity,

Chiefly with the body,

Which is formed out of and by the awareness itself.

Along with the vital force and consciousness,

The body is falsely taken to be one's self.

One's self truly is the what is.

I am what is,

You are what is,

All are what is.

The ability and tendency of the what is to manifest as duality causes or creates the sense of I and you or other.

Belief in the sense of I being one body and you being another body strengthens the sense of separateness,

Creates friction,

Desire,

Attraction,

Repulsion,

And the sense of forgetting the what is,

Which is the all-encompassing wholeness.

When the wholeness is perceived,

The itemised forms of thought,

Concrete or abstract or actual,

They vanish.

When belief in forms,

Thoughts,

Differences manifest,

The what is appears to be hidden,

Leaving aside all appearances,

All movements.

The what is is in clear,

Non-conceptual,

Non-phenomenal recognition of itself.

Therefore now,

The what is is only being and abiding in itself.

These words speak into the mind,

It removes confusion or doubt,

And reveals the what is to be the single and only reality that in contemplation of itself,

Shows its highest joy.

Let's know this now.

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Inside cannot be called inside now,

Because there are no walls,

There are no markers for inside or outside.

Therefore the term inside or outside does not exist in the what is.

No shape sticks to the what is,

Therefore they don't belong.

They have no essence in them.

They are only momentary appearances in the what is.

From the intelligence that arises in the what is,

These things are discerned.

This seeing is a sign of the sentience and the intelligence of the what is.

What knows this is the what is.

If this can be said as knowledge,

The sense of I and you are only the what is.

There are no intrusions,

Which can only be apparent and not true.

When there are no sense of thoughts personal,

A joy is arising,

Just like the fragrance that arises from a flower.

This joy is not unlike peace,

It is not unlike love or space.

It is infinite.

It is one with the what is,

Like the smell of a flower,

And the flower are one.

What is being pointed out now never passes,

Never comes or goes.

It is a continuous stream of fragrance that pours out from and into,

By and to the what is itself.

This fragrance,

This perfume,

This smell,

And its source,

The flower,

They are one.

The smell is enjoying the flower,

And the flower is enjoying the smell.

They are one.

This is the Supreme.

Whatever manifests inside is called the creation,

Or you may call more truthfully,

The creating,

The manifesting,

The projecting forward and into.

The unchanging is the Supreme,

The Self,

The God,

The Truth,

The ultimate reality,

Pure unborn awareness.

All words and all concepts merely point intuitively to that awareness.

They are not a meaning of awareness,

Where awareness is without meaning.

It is the wholeness.

Knowing this,

Joy arises and fills the manifest,

Fills the forms,

And gives the sense of happiness to the manifestation,

To the play of individuality.

Thank you.

Om.

Full,

Full,

Full,

Empty,

Empty,

Empty.

Om Namah Shivaya.

Reviews

I love Mooji’s meditations. They are very helpful for awakening to what is!

Recognition of listening was the cake the words the icing.

Love checking in with this philosophy and soothing voice.

There are many wines fortunate ones. Here, one taste. I sit in my own radiance.

I have lately been being that joy that started as a spark of awareness and moved to a corporeal sensation around my heart but has blossomed into something less associated with my body or my notion of self. Namasté

This is the ultimate pointer to the joy and fullness of emptiness.

Thank you. This gives me a glimpse of what is beyond all of my countless otherings.
🙏🏻

Thank you for this meditation that invites us into the infinite vastness and wholeness of what is. May we all remember. 💟☮️

Seemingly so much here to grasp…and yet nothing. 🙏🕊️

This is amazing. Calming. Enlightening. Peaceful. Deep. Wow. Thank you.

The fragrance of a flower is intoxicating and precious.

Always beneficial ❤️

A call to quietness and settling with what is already here. Love it 🥰

Beautiful soothing voice. A great way to start my day.

I have been just...led to Moojibaba...and I don't have the words to describe how...much these meditations can do for you, if you are open to...well, being open, and being kissed by the Universe itself.
Jai Gurudev!

Can't listen to this too many times. This is a treasure.

Berührend und praktisch.

Always a pleasure just to listen to hus voice, and get a remembering - that there is a continuous space were we all belong together. Were we are one and connected 🙏🏻🥰

This was amazing. When we inmerged from the what is, (Upper Room) I felt the sorrow of mother Gaia and humanity. We need ri spend more time seeing others in the upper room so they can hoin us.

deep embodiment of presence // love how soothing this is