It's a combination of what you were saying today in the meditation and then listening to last week's satsang, which I unfortunately missed. It's like a smoothing of the path: just this, and this, and this. That's it. Just this. There's everything, but there's nothing. It's just this.

That's what it felt like listening to you. I could almost see you mowing down all the bramble and smoothing the path. I felt again today what I felt listening to one of the dialogues from last week, about meditation focusing on awareness versus thoughts. And the question was: do you even need to do that? Everywhere you go, it's all right there. The person asking the questions did a much better job than I could have, and yet they were my questions.

I had this feeling that in these dialogues, you're sewing clothes that fit each one of us so beautifully. And then I had the sense that, well, I've always been wearing these clothes. You're just bringing to our attention the clothes we're already wearing.

Maybe that's been a theme in my life. "How do I make this happen?" And then something happens, and I didn't do anything, and I got something more perfect than I could have imagined. That theme just keeps repeating itself. That's the way it shows up for me.

This theme of savoring: it's not about wanting this or not wanting this, because the wanting is already there. I never thought of savoring in this way before. It's a whole different space, or maybe I'm just more open. I'm looking for words and not finding them exactly. There's a lot of gratitude and amazement, for whatever it's worth.