Silence Is Most Powerful. Speech Is Always

That Which Rises And Sinks Is Made Up Of What It Rises From. The Finality Of The Universe Is The God Arunachala. Meditating On Him Or On The Seer, The Self, There Is A Mental Vibration 'i' To Which All Are Reduced. Tracing The Source Of 'i', The Primal 'i-i' Alone Remains Over, And It Is Inexpressible. The Seat Of Realisation Is Within And The Seeker Cannot Find It As An Object Outside Him. That Seat Is Bliss And Is The Core Of All Beings. Hence It Is Called The Heart. The Only Useful Purpose Of The Present Birth Is To Turn Within And Realise It. There Is Nothing Else To Do.

Why Should We... Constantly Worry Ourselves... As To What Should Be Done And How, And What Should Not Be Done And How Not? We Know That The Train Carries All Loads, So After Getting On It Why Should We Carry Our Small Luggage On Our Head To Our Discomfort, Instead Of Putting It Down In The Train And Feeling At Ease?

Instead Of Indulging In Mere Speculation, Devote Yourself Here And Now To The Search For The Truth That Is Ever Within You.

He Whose Pure Mind Turns Inward And Searches Whence Does This 'i' Arise, Knows The Self And Merges In You, The Lord, As A River Into The Sea.

All That Is Required To Realise The Self Is To “be Still.