O bright spirit, ageless, timeless, infinite!
The day you awaken to the Self is your true birthday.
You have no need to settle for second-best – you are already beauteous, omnipotent and wondrous beyond compare.
Shiva is your father, Parvati is your mother, all living beings are your family, the whole universe is your playground.
Drunk with the wine of the Divine, you cannot be satisfied with earthly joys anymore.
There is nothing for you to do, with body or mind; just rest in the sublime bliss of your true nature, like a cat sleeping in a patch of winter sun.
You are that Love that shines with the splendour of heart-bursting, infinite compassion.
You are Brahman that is forever whole, the true, the real, the One.
You are the void that is the womb of all that exists, the silence that is the source of all song.
Like a bird returning to its nest, come home to the Self where you truly belong.
So be:
Seek the blissful source of Being, like a river running home to the sea
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