Satsang Metaphors : Watchman of the Limitless House

How to use a metaphor? Suppose what you find for yourself is that there is an infinite house, a house with no ending. This is using a metaphor. You find that this is a house which has no beginning anywhere. Now, within this house, suddenly there appears somebody who pretends to come and say, 'Namaste, I am the watchman of this house. I'm the watchman or the security guard for this house, and I'm familiar with this house. I will guard it for you. You know, at the edge of the house there are these others. You know, we need to save out some gold coins because soon this house will need maintenance. You're a very good watchman.'

So it starts off like this watchman voice, and then becomes like the master of the house. 'This is what you must do. This is what I mean.' So this, which started off as if it is a pretend protector, now becomes a dictator. All I'm saying is just send this watchman on holiday for a few days. Then you'll notice the reaction in the watchman, right? Because we've had our sense of security with this voice of the mind for many years. This fear can come here. Fear of dissolution, fear of emptiness, fear of nothingness. It's all for your process, interpreting every single experience, labeling it, saying, 'This is good, but this is for me, this is not for me.' It is making this now. It is still trying to be relevant, trying to say that, 'Yes, you see, this is part of the process of spirituality. I was able to understand anything about it. This is what is really happening to you.' It comes with these stories.

So if you start looking at discrete things, most of us have stopped labeling so much. So this also becomes like a crutch. The watchman playing in very different subtle ways. Can we fire even this one? We don't know what is happening. Even took away the fact that 'I am making spiritual progress, I'm getting somewhere.' This can push some buttons for some of you because much of this has been about spiritual progress. Suppose we didn't even know this? Don't know anything about anything. No watchman to tell the story. If it whispers, we don't listen. This is total conceptual nakedness. No crutches, no support, no security.