21/01/2026
Guru:
“Whenever you feel sad or happy, gently ask:
‘To whom does this feeling come?’
The answer will be: ‘To me.’
Then ask again:
‘Who am I?’
Do not hurry. Just look quietly.”
The disciple sat very still.
For the first time, he was not searching for an answer.
He felt calm—like coming home.
A Gentle Truth
The guru whispered,
Guru:
“You do not have to find consciousness.
You are consciousness.
You were never lost.”
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Guru:
"Ogni volta che ti senti triste o felice, chiedi gentilmente:
'A chi viene questa sensazione?'
La risposta sarà: 'A me'.
Poi chiedi di nuovo:
'Chi sono io?'
Non avere fretta. Guarda semplicemente in silenzio."
Il discepolo rimase seduto immobile.
Per la prima volta, non stava cercando una risposta.
Si sentiva calmo, come se fosse tornato a casa.
Una dolce verità
Il guru sussurrò:
Guru:
"Non devi trovare la consapevolezza.
Sei consapevole.
Non ti sei mai perso."
A Simple Story of the Guru and the Disciple
One morning, a young disciple came to sit quietly before his guru, Ramana Maharshi, at the peaceful hill of Arunachala.
The child looked tired and puzzled.
Disciple:
“Guruji, I have read many books. I have tried to sit still and meditate. But I still don’t understand. What is consciousness?”
The guru smiled gently and stayed silent for a moment.
Then he asked softly,
Guru:
“Tell me, my child… who is asking this question?”
The disciple blinked.
“I am asking,” he said.
The guru nodded.
“And who is this I?”
The child became quiet.
Not the Body
The guru picked up a small flower from the ground.
Guru:
“When you were a baby, your body was very small. Now it is bigger. One day, it will grow old. But tell me—
the one who knows you were a baby… has that one changed?”
The disciple thought and said slowly,
“No, Guruji. It feels the same.”
Guru:
“So you are not only the body. The body changes, but the one who sees the change does not.”
Not the Thoughts
A bird flew past, and clouds drifted in the sky.
Guru:
“Look at the sky. Clouds come and go. Are the clouds the sky?”
Disciple:
“No, Guruji. The sky stays, even when clouds move.”
Guru:
“Just like that, thoughts come and go in your mind. Happy thoughts, sad thoughts, angry thoughts. But you are the one who sees them. So you are not the thoughts. You are like the sky.”
“Then What Am I?”
The disciple looked worried.
Disciple:
“If I am not my body, and not my thoughts… am I nothing?”
The guru laughed softly.
Guru:
“No, my child. You are not nothing. You are the one who knows.
You knew your childhood body.
You know today’s thoughts.
You know your feelings.
That knowing presence has always been there.”
The Movie Screen
The guru pointed to the wall.
Guru:
“Have you seen a movie?”
Disciple:
“Yes, Guruji!”
Guru:
“In a movie, there is fire, water, fighting, crying, laughing.
Does the fire burn the screen?”
Disciple:
“No.”
Guru:
“Does the sadness make the screen cry?”
Disciple:
“No, Guruji.”
Guru:
“The screen is always safe.
The movie is like your body, mind, and life story.
You are not the movie.
You are the screen.”
The disciple’s eyes widened.
The End of Searching
Disciple:
“Then why do I feel sad and afraid?”
Guru:
“Because you forgot the screen and thought you were only a character in the movie.”
Disciple:
“So what should I do now?”
Guru:
“Whenever you feel sad or happy, gently ask:
‘To whom does this feeling come?’
The answer will be: ‘To me.’
Then ask again:
‘Who am I?’
Do not hurry. Just look quietly.”
The disciple sat very still.
For the first time, he was not searching for an answer.
He felt calm—like coming home.
A Gentle Truth
The guru whispered,
Guru:
“You do not have to find consciousness.
You are consciousness.
You were never lost.”
The disciple bowed, smiling.
He walked away lighter—not with new ideas,
but with the quiet knowing of what had always been there.