Stay in the house. See what the house shows.

The person closest to you is also the clearest mirror. What shakes when they speak is not only about them.

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Your relationships show you your face. The person who angers you most is showing you something within you. The thing that wounds you most is showing some hidden insistence within you. The thing you fear losing is showing your attachment. The praise for which you remain restless is showing the hunger of your ego.

So do not run from life. Use life as a mirror. When someone insults you, in that very moment look within: what shook? When someone praises you, see who forgot himself. When someone leaves you and goes, see who broke. This seeing itself is the practice.

And slowly you will experience that you are not the story of your mind. You are the spectator of that story. Then a wonderful distance appears in life. Thoughts come, but they do not sweep you away. Emotions rise, but they do not make you their slave. Circumstances change, but a quiet center remains within you. That center is your own home. All your life you have wandered outside the house, and the house is within.

You have sought happiness in objects, in honor, in relationships, in success. But the root of happiness is not outside; it is within. An outer object can give you momentary pleasure. Lasting peace comes only when you begin to taste your own being.

You search for love too, but you turn even love into ownership. You say, You are mine. Look carefully. Where the grip of mine is very deep, love slowly begins to turn into fear. Because what you consider your own, you begin to fear losing. Then you are not loving. You are seeking security. You are not loving the other person. You want him to complete your lack. And when he does not fulfill your expectation, anger comes. You say, You have changed. Perhaps he did not change. Perhaps your imagination broke.

Therefore knowing yourself is not leaving relationships. It is seeing your own unconsciousness inside relationships. When you love someone, look within. Can I see him as free? Can I be glad in his happiness, even if his happiness is not according to my wish? Can I understand him instead of holding him? If not, then perhaps there is more fear there than love. And giving fear the name of love is an old human habit.

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