A Question That Points

Without the right question, the right answer is never found.

My friend said:

There is not one single piece of you that is unworthy of Love.

But surely all of these pieces of me brought together as they are is in someway unworthy of Love, then, no? And who are You, this One who says such things as this, openly to everyone, that not one single piece of Me is unworthy of Love. Who is this One that this comes from?

And my mind says how about this piece? And I say no, that's still worthy of Love. And he rummages, not long for me, here look at this he holds it up, well, that is an ugly image, you would think, even I, but no, even that is still worthy of love, and almost immediately now, my Mind holds this thing up and says I got you, this thing, and I cringe, I had forgotten all about that thing, I had thought I had dug deep enough, I had worked and worked to remove the karma of that thing, I had found this technique and that technique, but when my eyes looked on it again, oh it hurt to see it again, but even to that I said, no, no even this disturbing thing, even this is still worthy of Love. And I see, now from the eyes, or with the eyes of the One behind all this, behind even the concept of all this, that the Mind, my mind will never stop, looking and finding these things, and I nearly or so nearly in total exhaustiveness of dealing with my mind, and finding the techniques, and exercising these tools upon the vast ocean that is the space that I go to, when it is time for me to turn somewhere to try to find the thing that I know when I find, it will be that living well, of which when I draw from it and taste, I will know surely this one that I am behind all this, will thirst no more. For in that moment I will know, thirst only comes to those who have not an understanding that this well that rises from All That Is, that it is inside them, and not only this but that this Is them. We have always been this, and the only thing that seems to separate us from seeing or being aware of this, is our expectation of what we need to do, of what it should look like, our expectation that it has to be more than any way that this might happen. But if for just one tiny moment, we can put that expectation aside, just leave it, just for a moment, you can go back and pick your expectations back up, but just for a moment have no expectation of what it's going to be like, no waiting, no it's going to be so nice when I have finally made it, just for a moment just look. See, you are aware, you are aware that You are the Awareness. Awareness is the one thing that you must be, you cannot Be, and be not aware. It's fact, try to be Not aware right now, it is impossible. It is always forever with you, and it is you. It is the one thing time does not devour - it is timeless and you are also because you are it.

My Baba says this, I don't only want right answers - I want You. I won't leave you alone, I'll continue to pester, until you come to me with this. That the answer and You are the same thing. That you are the Answer, and that you see this clearly, for this is the only way, that you are the Answer and the answer is Awareness, this is what is left when all that is seen coming and going is gone behind to see what remains behind those things. You can get nothing from it, yet everything is in it.