It’s funny how a single picture of Nisargadatta Maharaj can stir up so much restlessness and quiet all at once. I remember staring at his images years ago, feeling this ache to break free from my questions, to get to the bottom of what he was hinting at. Now, something softer comes across, like letting the moment dissolve its edges and just watching the heart beat without intent. There’s gratitude but also a shyness, a sense I’m still just learning to be with the mystery instead of trying to solve it.
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It’s funny how a single picture of Nisargadatta Maharaj can stir up so much restlessness and quiet all at once. I remember staring at his images years ago, feeling this ache to break free from my questions, to get to the bottom of what he was hinting at. Now, something softer comes across, like letting the moment dissolve its edges and just watching the heart beat without intent. There’s gratitude but also a shyness, a sense I’m still just learning to be with the mystery instead of trying to solve it.
So many precious moments captured here. Great collection of Nisargadatta Maharaj,images