Oyster

Life passes before most of us realize that the wholesome reality about who we are essentially rests beyond our having to struggle to prove ourselves. There is no specific step or action that can lead us to this awakening, which happens to be our ultimate entitlement. Like flowering, this realization is not an act, but a process that unfolds slowly, naturally, and effortlessly.

Ironically, all our efforts to restore our so-called identities on this earth are tantamount to unwittingly closing the doors of our own souls. How we knew, there is hardly any need to restlessly search ourselves out there but rather silently feel the ever-existent calling of our consciousness. Not in noise, but in poise lies the key to our real freedom!

Life in the eyes of an explorer of truth is not a package of problems. Oyster, therefore, is far from a book of solutions for those who are caught up in the riddles of life. It is like the work of a gardener who trusts in the ways of nature and thus plays his part in arranging her bountiful blossoms in grateful joy.

Hopefully, the words and paragraphs of this book would serve to beckon its readers to fathom the joy of divinity incessantly oozing out from their inner self the way the beauty and fragrance of the flowers of a wonderful garden spontaneously enchant their visitors.