Imagine That You Are a Beggar

Imagine that you are a beggar and have nothing.

Imagine going as a beggar to the palace of a great king that you have heard about your whole life as being a most generous and compassionate king who grants everyone’s wishes.

Your whole life has been a walk to get to this palace and see this great king and get some relief from all your miseries.

You barely have any clothes on, just some rags. You are suffering mentally and physically. You are hungry, thirsty, weary, lonely, tired, and have been walking in the desert sun for so long that you can hardly take another step.

You no longer have any hopes or expectations and are ready to fall down and die.

With the last bit of energy remaining you silently enter the palace doors and surrender your fate in the hands of the Almighty. Whatever will be will be is your last thought.

Your eyes close and you fall down as you have no more life left. Someone catches you.

You open your eyes briefly. It is an old man. He saved you from falling and crashing on the marble floor. He carries you inside the palace.

You feel a fresh cool breeze and open your eyes. Everything looks very familiar.

Many people are walking around now and their faces seem known to you.

Strangely, everyone is bowing to you with great respect. You are being offered food and drinks. Preparations are going on to wash your feet.

The old man is still carrying you. Somehow you feel he must be your guide, teacher, or Guru.

The old man places you on a very comfortable sofa chair and gives you a drink of cold water.

You drink the water and look at the old man. Where do you know him from, you wonder.

The old man looks in your eyes and smiles and greets you and says, “Welcome Maharaj”!

Suddenly you realize that the palace is your home.

You, Your Self are the King and have always been That!

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