This a contemplation on freedom. If you would have the freedom to do what you want, to say whatever you want to anybody, to be completely fearless, would that be the true freedom? Or is there anything higher?
Perhaps the sense of a personal entity making choices in life seemingly eclipses the real freedom. It does not matter what you do; it is infused with Beingness. Realize that everything is happening in the fever of the Self.
A spontaneous Satsang recorded at Monte Sahaja in Portugal