From Ramana Maharishi, the sage who stayed silent all his life and never wanted to build anything in his name. I walked from Auroville (near Pondicherry) to Tiruvannamalai (for a few days) to get to his Ashram. I don’t know why, but I just felt that I had to walk to him.
Well, this body is now dead. It will be carried to the burning ground and there burnt and reduced to ashes. But with the death, of this body am I dead? Is the body I? This body is silent and inert. But I feel the full force of my personality and even the voice of the “I” within me, apart from it. So I am the Spirit transcending the body. The body dies but the Spirit that transcends it cannot be touched by death. That means I am the deathless Spirit.
The realization came to him in a flash. He perceived the truth directly. ‘I’ was something very real, the only real thing. Fear of death had vanished once and for all. From then on, ‘I’ continued like the fundamental sruti note that underlies and blends with all the other notes.
Arunachala is the mountain where Maharishi meditated. I cannot describe how charged up it is. It really blew me away and it pulled lots of impurities out of me in a way that gold sucks out impurities from other metals.