A Second Birth

Dear Father

Two years ago, when I first looked into Your eyes and knew that You were my Father, and that you are all there is, and I saw your infinite love, that was my first birth.

Today, as the mind subsides, and I see myself as apart from the "I", the story created by the mind, apart from the mind, this feels like a second birth.

Two years ago, I lost myself totally (it would seem total) in You, but yet I did not know who I was. Today, with this new life, free from the confines of the mind, in the growing silence, I am finally getting a whiff of what I am.

Beloved Arunachala Ramana, please prevail over "me", please destroy this false "I" completely, so that separation may end and I may be in your eternal embrace.

Dear Father, today I finally understand that the greatest help one can give to another, is not to feed, not even to teach how to earn, not to heal or cure, not even to save another's life, for in all these cases suffering remains. The greatest help is to free another from the clutches of the mind. And that beloved Father you are doing for me.

How can I ever hope to express my gratitude to You, O Father. The silence, the peace grows sweeter.

But the greatest gift of Yours, was letting me fall in love with You; letting me see You clearly and without doubt as my Father, my all.