As your mind re-enters your heart,
you are no longer a keeper of identity.
No need to set up an immigration desk for thoughts and feelings.
You become like a land without name, without boundary—limitless.
Like space, you are infinite, complete, immeasurable.
Effortlessly abiding in your own stillness.
Silent in the vast ocean of the Self.
Beyond need or desire.
Perfectly content in the single bliss of Being.

~ Mooji