Mooji
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Mooji is a true light in this world, whose presence, wisdom and loving guidance point us to who we are beyond the limitations of our personal conditioning and identity. In open interactions with this great spiritual Master, seekers of Truth from all backgrounds and traditions are introduced to the direct path to freedom through self-inquiry and The Invitation—which is proving to be one of the most effective aids for true and lasting Self-realisation. Universal in his appeal, Moojibaba’s wisdom, compassion, openness and humour profoundly touch the hearts of those who meet him, thereby inspiring each one to find within themselves the deep peace, love and silence they recognise in him.
Mooji—Anthony Paul Moo-Young—was born on 29 January, 1954 in Port Antonio, Jamaica to Euphemia Bartlett (later Euphemia Hamilton) and Enos Moo-Young. When he was about a year old, Euphemia moved to England, and young Anthony remained in Jamaica in the care of his father and his aunt, Eunice. 'Miss Nicey', as she was lovingly called, embraced the child with great love and care as though he was her own son. Anthony, or 'Tony Moo', also regarded her as his kind and loving mother. Enos was a very devoted and affectionate father. He himself was highly respected in their town because of his kindness, equanimity and warmth towards everyone. He was seen by many as a friend and was affectionately called ‘Papa Enos’ or ‘Maas Enos’ (Maas is a warm and respectful way of greeting a man, used instead of the title ‘Mr’).
Enos was the eldest of three children. He was followed by his sister, Mabel, and their youngest brother, George. Enos had been an officer of the British Royal Air Force and served for several years. In Jamaica, he was a respected accountant at the Jamaica Reef Hotel, a mile away from their home, and Anthony was always overjoyed to visit him in his hotel office from time to time. Anthony had an extraordinarily close relationship with his father and speaks of him with great adoration, respect and love. He often recounts how they used to sleep together in a tiny bed barely big enough for one person. Those years with his father, Eunice and his other siblings were totally showered in love, playfulness and a deep sense of security. The family lived together in the Moo-Youngs' family home, a long zinc-roofed wooden house behind the grocery shop and saloon bar which was the Moo-Young family business. Enos’ younger brother, George, ran the business himself. The house had different sections where Anthony’s uncles and aunts and their children also lived. It felt like they were one big family, and one couldn’t easily distinguish who was whose child. It was a very beautiful and nurturing environment for a child, as Mooji recollects.
In 1962, Enos travelled to the capital city of Kingston accompanied by George to undergo some medical tests, but he never returned home. He died suddenly of pneumonia in Kingston. The unexpected death of his father had a big impact on Anthony’s life—he was only eight years old at the time. However, the strength and warmth of his upbringing put the young boy’s mind in good stead for what was later to come. George, Anthony’s uncle, took over the responsibility for his upbringing, and his life changed suddenly and drastically under his uncle’s care and supervision.
Uncle George—as Anthony would call him—was a hard-working family man with four children of his own. He cared for the family business, which was a grocery shop on the main road, just in front of the house. Uncle George had strong religious views, and he had felt for a while that his nephew needed more discipline rather than the outpouring of affection he had experienced with his father. This new life with his uncle was not the most comfortable or enjoyable period because of the strict discipline he began receiving. Added to this, he had to do difficult chores and to work most days after school in the grocery shop, a time he would otherwise have spent playing outside.
However, it was during this period with his uncle that he was introduced to the Bible in a very intimate way. Along with his cousin, Joan, he had to get up early each morning to read and discuss passages from the Bible with his uncle before going to school. It was due to these early morning readings under mosquito net and candlelight that Anthony developed the deep love for biblical stories, and in particular the life and teachings of Jesus Christ and those of the prophets of old. Only later did he come to appreciate that the disciplines he so disliked earlier had actually contributed greatly to his later life.
When Anthony was about 13 years old, his uncle left to live in America and gradually sent for all his children to join him in the United States. Anthony stayed in Port Antonio with Eunice and his other siblings. After Uncle George and his family emigrated to the United States, Anthony’s life returned to a level of freedom and playfulness again with his brothers and sisters and under the motherly care of Eunice.
In 1968, Anthony began to correspond with his birth mother, Euphemia, which reawakened a mutual yearning to be together. In fact, she herself journeyed to Jamaica with the intention of bringing Anthony back to England with her. They travelled together to England, but Anthony was refused entry because his papers were not fully in order. Things eventually, by Grace, fell in place, and he entered the UK in 1970 to join his mother and the rest of his UK family; he was 16 years old. A new chapter had begun.
In his twenties, he finished school and completed his college course in Waterloo. Then after working in a few odd jobs, Mooji began working as a street artist in London, making charcoal and pastel portraits of tourists outside the National Portrait Gallery on Charing Cross Road and later on in the famous Shaftesbury Avenue at Piccadilly Circus. This was a very exciting, adventurous period for him as he was meeting people from all over the world. But in 1985, all this came to an abrupt end when his eldest sister, Cherry, was accidentally shot by the police and paralysed, an event which led to the infamous Brixton riots. Mooji found himself in the uncomfortable position of spokesperson for the family and pushed into the limelight. The impact of this experience brought an end to his life as a street artist.
In 1987, Mooji met Michael, a seemingly chance meeting which would completely change his life. Mooji often describes Michael as a young Christian mystic, and he was powerfully drawn to Michael’s humility, wisdom, faith and trust in Christ. Together they would have very deep and inspiring conversations about the life and teachings of Jesus Christ and living with the daily challenges of a present day disciple. These profound meetings were the precursor and a kind of catalyst to Mooji’s conscious search for Truth.
At the end of one of these conversations, Mooji asked Michael to pray for him the next time that he would pray, to which Michael simply replied, ‘Sure, but why not now?’ and they prayed together. Mooji himself also prayed spontaneously, and found some words flowing by themselves, ‘Please enter my heart. Fill my heart completely. Guide me to You.’ Following the prayer, Mooji experienced a great lightness and peace inside his being. He felt he didn’t want to sleep in case this emerging peace and joy might fade away, but when he awoke the next morning, to his delight, it was all still very present—and to this day, the deep inner peace has remained undisturbed. It was during that auspicious meeting in 1987, together with Michael, that the first awakening took place to the reality of God as the living presence, joy and power pervading all life. ‘After this, I felt I was moving in the footsteps of a higher power, guided by an unseen force. I was a changed man from there on. All that I had lived before, including who I considered myself to be, became insignificant overnight.’
Mooji began to spend a lot of time on his own, deeply absorbed in this new state that had come over him. For a while, he attended the church gatherings in Michael’s room, but shortly after, he left there and began spending time on his own. An inner mystical connection with the Supreme continued to blossom powerfully. Mooji says, ‘I knew the Christ light and love of God had entered and filled my heart, and I simply walked out of the life I felt was mine. A deep feeling of blissful detachment arose inside my being. It was as though I was now perceiving life sitting on the lap of God.’
Around this time, Mooji resigned from his work as an art teacher at the local college in Brixton and began moving about freely. It was a time of profound transformation—silent and rich in intuitive understanding, insights and awakenings. In fact, for about three or four years during this period, he struggles to remember anything of how those years passed. There was little inclination to be in the company of worldly minded people. The sense of past and future was disappearing rapidly. His mind was becoming increasingly introverted, rooted in the love of God.
At some point, Mooji began to look for anyone who could guide him more quickly into higher states of consciousness in order to transcend the personal tendencies that were still coming up. One day, he walked into Watkins, a well-known spiritual bookstore in the centre of London. Now, not being inclined to reading, his eye caught a picture of a serene-looking face on the cover of a very thin book of just a few pages: Who Am I?, the teachings of Ramana Maharshi. However, when he opened it, Mooji was unable to grasp the self-inquiry that was offered there and he immediately closed the book, sure that the serene face on the cover had been put on the wrong book. Instead, he found another book: The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna. Mooji says, ‘I was so moved by the few words I read in this book that I was unable to put it down. Ramakrishna’s words were speaking directly into my heart confirming much of what I had an intuitive sense but was not clear enough to articulate.’
One day, Mooji’s sister, Cherry, requested him to make a mural painting on a wall in her house—Cherry was paralysed and could only move around with a wheelchair. Mooji made several beautiful murals depicting typical scenes of the Jamaican countryside they both knew as children growing up. Cherry loved these paintings so much that she gifted him some money. With that money and without any real plans except a powerful urge to drink in as much spiritual grace and guidance as he could, Mooji travelled to India.
Mooji arrived in Delhi with the sole intention of travelling to Ramakrishna’s home and temple in Dakshineswar, Calcutta. He had spent a short time in Rishikesh at the foothills of the Himalayas when one day, as he happened to be walking up from the holy Ganga river, he had an auspicious encounter with three devotees of the great Advaita sage, Sri Harilal Poonja. Later, Mooji came to realise that the insistence of these beings that he should travel back with them to meet Sri Poonjaji—lovingly known as Papaji—was divinely orchestrated. Mooji had no desire to meet any sages, gurus or holy beings, and he put off meeting Sri Poonjaji, who was living and teaching in Lucknow. Instead, he travelled to the holy city of Varanasi where he spent 10 days. One morning, he woke up with a strong urge to visit Papaji, and bought a train ticket to Lucknow that day. Mooji tells, ‘When I met Papaji, I knew in my heart that my steps were guided by grace. The urge to go to Calcutta and to visit Ramakrishna’s place began subsiding. I was in the presence of a living Buddha. It was my time with Papaji in Lucknow that really brought me into the experiential recognition of the Self as pure awareness.’
Mooji spent a few months in Lucknow in Papaji’s gracious presence. During this time, he also travelled to Tiruvannamalai, South India, with Papaji’s blessing, to visit the ashram of Sri Ramana Maharshi, who was Papaji’s own Master. While in Tiruvannamalai, Mooji also felt very privileged to meet the renowned saint, Sri Yogi Ramsuratkumar, and Ma Devaki, who was Yogiji’s closest disciple. Mooji says, ‘I felt inside my heart that I was increasingly settling into India as a place of deep spiritual knowledge, nourishment and grace. It felt like the land of the Spirit to me.’ One morning, again Mooji awoke with a powerful urge to return to Lucknow and see Papaji. Upon his return, he received news from London that his eldest son, Jason, had died of viral pneumonia. Mooji returned to London immediately to be with his family and to arrange for the burial of his son. He felt that he returned home with Papaji’s presence inside his heart.
In London, looking for a way to make a living, Mooji began selling incense on Electric Avenue, Brixton Market. It was a time of great joy and freedom. It was during this period that Mooji began to encounter beings who were drawn to him. Some of them continue to follow him to this very day. In 1997, Mooji was to return to India to be with Papaji once again. Unbeknown to him, this would be his final time physically sitting at his Master’s feet. In September 1997, a month after Mooji returned to London, a friend called to inform him that Papaji had left his body. Some time later when someone was interviewing him and asked how he was affected by the death of his Master, Mooji said, ‘The Master does not die. It is the mister, the person, that dies. The Master, that timeless and unborn principle within, alone exists and is the Real.’
Over the next few years, Mooji’s incense-selling in the local market had evolved into Mooji’s Chai Shop, a small, colourful stall outside the shop front of Brixton Wholefoods. Here, he was making chai (Indian tea), kombucha and Red Rhino (an original health drink he created). It was a popular place, though he only opened the Chai Shop on Saturdays. It was here that some of the early seekers would come to meet him. More and more people began visiting Mooji at the Chai Shop, recognising the peace and joy that was emanating from him. It was around this time that he began meeting with a small number of determined seekers inside his tiny apartment in Brixton Hill. In those early years, Mooji was not inclined to speak, though this did not deter increasing numbers of people seeking him out to sit with him, drawn by his radiant presence and love.
Gradually, some of them began asking questions regarding the nature of consciousness and their search for the direct experience of Truth. As Mooji was happiest sitting in silence, he prayed to God that since these kinds of seekers were now increasing, that God would also provide the inspiration, grace and power to bring them into the Truth. Thus, Mooji found the capacity to answer not only the questions but to expose and expel the deep undetected tendencies inside the questioners’ minds. It had become increasingly clear to him that both the questions and the questioners are phenomenal, and the deeper Truth, the God-Self, is ever beyond, awaiting the recognition and discovery by the earnest seeker. This was the birthing of Satsang—and this is when people began calling him ‘Mooji’.
Since then, Mooji has been sharing Satsang with seekers from all over the world whose hearts are yearning to directly recognise and experience the one true Self. Though he has travelled all over the world sharing the Truth he found, Mooji spends more time at Monte Sahaja in Portugal, the UK and India.
Moojibaba's wisdom, guidance and love are renowned, and his powerful presence is tangible in every encounter, revealing itself in all those who meet him genuinely. He has a remarkable ability to guide those who are earnest into the direct recognition of the Self. His teachings and pointers are known for their accessibility and universal appeal, being beyond judgement and the grip of personal conditioning. He responds to questions from people from every walk of life with uncommon clarity, wisdom, compassion and profound simplicity, and perhaps this is one of the reasons why thousands are discovering and accepting Mooji as a true heart Master.
Each and every living being is an embodiment of the imperishable Self. The highest purpose of life is to awaken to this truth experientially as the very core of our existence. An awakened master is the midwife to this rebirth as pure consciousness.
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Mooji (born Anthony Paul Moo-Young, January 29, 1954)[1] is a Jamaican spiritual teacher of Advaita based in the UK and Portugal. He gives talks (satsang) and conducts retreats.[2][3] Mooji lives in Portugal, at Monte Sahaja.[3]
Biography
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Mooji was born Tony Moo-Young in Port Antonio, Jamaica, in 1954.[4] His mother migrated to the UK as one of the windrush generation when he was one year old. He was raised by his father and his mother's cousin, who later became his father's partner and had additional children with him.[3] Mooji's brother Peter went on to become one of Jamaica's top table tennis players.[4] Mooji's father died when he was eight, and he was raised by a strict uncle until he moved to London to be with his mother as a teenager.[3]
By age 30, Mooji was working as a street artist supporting his wife and child.[3] In 1985, Mooji's sister, Cherry Groce, was shot and paralysed during a police raid on her home, sparking the 1985 Brixton riot.[4] In 1987, Mooji had an encounter with a Christian which began his spiritual quest.[5] Mooji continued to work as an art teacher until 1993, when he quit and went traveling in India, and attended the satsangs of the Indian guru Papaji.[4]
He returned to England in 1994 when his son died of pneumonia.[4] He continued traveling to India, returning each time to Brixton, London to sell chai and incense,[4] as well as give away "thoughts for the day" rolled up in straws taken from McDonald's.[3][4] He became a spiritual teacher in 1999 when a group of spiritual seekers became his students, and began to produce books, CDs, and videos of his teachings.[4] On Tony Moo becoming known as Mooji, Mooji said, "What can I say, except that’s life." Mooji's brother Peter said that people had always followed him wherever he went.[4]
Mooji continues to give satsangs at various locations around the world, regularly attracting over a thousand people from fifty nationalities.[2][4] He also holds meditation retreats, sometimes with up to 850 people, each paying between €600 and €1000 for seven days, including the cost of satsang.[2] He purchased a 30-hectare property in the parish of São Martinho das Amoreiras, in the Alentejo region of Portugal, and created an ashram called Monte Sahaja.[6] According to Shree Montenegro, the General Manager of Mooji Foundation, there are 40 to 60 people living full-time in the ashram.[2] A fire at the ashram in 2017 required the evacuation of close to 150 people.[7] The ashram is funded through the UK-based Mooji Foundation Ltd., which reported £1.5 million in income for 2018 (including nearly £600,000 from donations and legacies), and through trading subsidiaries in the UK (Mooji Media Ltd.) and Portugal (Associação Mooji Sangha and Jai Sahaja).[8][9][10][11]
Teachings and reception
Mooji's followers describe satsang as a “meeting in truth” where people come from all around the world, to ask questions about life, and seek peace and meaning.[6] The BBC described attendees as "mostly well-off whites".[4] One follower describes Mooji's teaching as spiritual food that is neither esoteric nor hard to understand.[2] Attendees come up one by one in front of a large crowd and ask personal questions that Mooji answers or uses for “riffs on faith.”[12] The BBC described Mooji's satsang as a “five hour spiritual question and answer session,” where devotees can ask how to find spiritual contentment.[4] Followers are seeking a more meaningful and less troubled life through connecting to their true nature, or “self.”[3] Comparing the satsang to a public therapy session, The Guardian describes Mooji as “one of those people who focuses in on you, making you feel like you really matter.”[3] According to Outlook, Mooji has one simple philosophy, centred around the search for “I am”, not contingent on any religious or political influence.[5] One New York Times journalist who attended a satsang described feeling both moved and confused when a young man approached Mooji onstage and collapsed emotionally into his embrace.[12] Devotees compare Mooji to Jesus, and often line up to receive a hug from him after his talks, and follow him as he leaves.[4] Critics say most people seek out gurus in bad times when they need answers and guidance.[5] Mooji describes his teaching as the easy path to enlightenment.[4]
Rationalist Sanal Edamaruku argues that western gurus like Mooji promote a simple formula that appeals to gullible people seeking an easy awakening.[5] Mooji was called a "Global peddler of metaphysical mumbo-jumbo" in a 22 May 2017 article in Indian publication Outlook.[5]
Books
- Mooji (2010). Breath of the Absolute – Dialogues with Mooji. Yogi Impressions Books. ISBN 978-81-88479-61-0.
- Writing on Water: Spontaneous Utterances Insights and Drawings. Mooji Media. 2011. ISBN 978-1-908408-00-6.
- Before I Am: The Direct Recognition of Truth – Dialogues with Mooji. Mooji Media; 2nd edition. 2012. ISBN 978-1-908408-13-6.
- White Fire: Spiritual insights and teachings of advaita zen master Mooji. Mooji Media Publications. 2014. ISBN 978-1-908408-19-8.
- The Mala of God. Mooji Media Publications. 2014. ISBN 978-1-908408-21-1.
- Vaster Than Sky, Greater Than Space. Sounds True. 2016. ISBN 978-1-908408-23-5.
- Vaster Than Sky, Greater Than Space. Coronet. 2018. ISBN 978-1-473-67466-0.
- An Invitation to Freedom. Mooji Media Publications. 2017. ISBN 978-1-908408-22-8.
See also
References
- "Mooji Official Site Bio". Mooji.org. Retrieved 22 March 2020.
- Costa, Rita (30 September 2018). "There are more and more people meditating in groups. And they pay for it". Público. Retrieved 6 October 2018.
- Moorhead, Joanna (9 September 2018). "The Buddha of Brixton whose spiritual quest started when his sister was shot". The Guardian. Retrieved 12 September 2018.
- "Mooji – the guru from Jamaica". BBC News. 14 February 2008. Retrieved 18 August 2012.
- "A Quick Visa To Nirvana". Outlook India. Retrieved 26 January 2020.
- "Last Stop Alentejo". Noticias Magazine. August 2015. Retrieved 8 May 2019.
- "Comunidade com cerca de 150 pessoas evacuada devido a incêndio". Jornal de Noticias. 17 November 2017. Retrieved 10 February 2020.
- "Mooji Foundation". Mooji Foundation. Retrieved 21 September 2018.
- "UK Charity Commission Report Mooji Foundation". UK Charity Commission. December 2017. Retrieved 5 May 2019.
- "Associação Mooji Sangha". Jornal de Negocios. May 2019. Retrieved 5 May 2019.
- "Mooji Media Ltd". UK Companies House. May 2018. Retrieved 6 May 2019.
- Pilon, Mary (19 June 2014). "Unplugging in the Unofficial Capital of Yoga". The New York Times. Retrieved 6 October 2018.
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“Your heart is the light of this world, don’t cover it with your mind.”
Like all of Mooji’s messages, the coming into being involves being more in a heart space, or heart energy. Once you, not quieten, but ignore the mind, you begin to come more into heart energy and it begins to be revealed. Slowly, our heart space increases as we let go of the mind, and begin to see the true self.
The self gets space and leverage to be who it really is; a consistent, unchanging, unshakable awareness. Joy spills in, and an unprecedented awareness, light spills in and fills in the gaps. The mind may still be crazy, it may still be there, but there is only the self in an authentic sense.
“No thought has any power. You have power. And when you identify and believe in the thought you give power to the thought.”
Identifying with thoughts are in opposition of the true self. They are the anti-self. We are always having thoughts about ourselves which are not true, they change, from one day to the next, they are discarded constantly by the mind. The mind shakes up thoughts, they whirl around the mind, the mind presents us with constant theories, constant worries or ideas about the way things are.
You have power, means we have power in the self, the self, which is always there, unshakeable and still, and connected to all things that have been, and all things that are. The field of being has power, true power, and when we observe the mind, and become the observer, we give power to the self, truth and authenticity.
“When you can bear your own silence, you are free.”
We are free in our authentic selves, and the truth lies in wait. To bear your own silence is to let go of the mind. To be free, is to be in that authentic space of the self. God is in that silence. God is everywhere, in everything. Not absolutely though, the opposite of that silence, the mind, the chaos, is where god is not. Or is he/she/it?
Perhaps the mind is also a part of God. So not absolutely, but also absolutely. When you can bear your own silence, you are free. To be free of bondage and liberation, is to be truly free. I’m free beyond the concept of liberation, and free beyond the concept of being free.
“Who reminds you to breathe and beat your heart? Something is there, taking care.”
God is everywhere. And also in you. That is why it is good to be in the realm of the heart or the breath. Because, in their consistent consistency, they give us a doorway into the truth, which is beyond all knowing of the mind. It’s nature, but its also nurture.
It’s God, but it’s also the present moment, a space beyond the mind, which is why we can use it as a tool to focus on, and use it to create that doorway to the truth. That consistent space of joy and contentment, where true stillness lives.
“You need nothing to be happy – you need something to be sad.”
Nothingness increases happiness, to let go of all your old attachments; to objects, to things, to ideas, especially to ideas, to the chaos of the mind, increases happiness. To being attached, is to be sad. To have something, especially ideas, better known as thoughts, is to be burdened. That burden is to be sullied by the mind. Remember it is God, but it is also not. To be sad, is not God, it’s not pure joy.
God is inherent in everything, and the mind is like an addition to that. We are sad when we have something, means we are burdened by that very thing which keeps us from a true experience of a higher force. To have something is to be sad, to not have something is to be happy; you need nothing to be happy. In the absence of thought, we are happy.
“When you don’t want to be interesting, you are free.”
The ego really is a persistent evil in that we do not need it. Not that there is any evil in this existence. The ego just is a distraction from the now. The mind is like a devil in that it is not welcome. It helps with survival only. But to want to be interesting, this is a throwaway product of the mind. It is un-necessary.
What is really necessary are those moments of freedom, the constant that is always there, God. That limitless joy which springs up and blossoms and just is. That is true freedom.
“You already are the peace you are looking for. Be still and know that.”
You already are the peace you are looking for. In the stillness you can know that. Mooji is very special because he speaks in very simple terms, circling over the same truths, he speaks, yet he never runs out of words! Many of these quotes cover the same ground, yet they are always fresh.
In stillness, we are at peace, and in the ‘You’ we are at peace. You are looking, your ego is looking, yet you are already there. Being still, focusing on the breath and the heart beat, and we know we are there. The stillness increases, and we can find ourselves in our true joy and beingness.
“Every living being is searching for this! … Rest. Because every time we touch the mind stuff, and person and personality and what kind of person you want to be, you disturb yourself. But we are so accustomed to the disturbance we tolerate it.”
We are so accustomed to disturbance, even though it is not our true being, we put up with it. That is why, when we disturb the mind, it can create chaos for us, at first. The mind swings from one thing to the next, and we tolerate it because it is all we know.
Rest is like peace and joy, we search for it, we desire it, we require it, it is the true nature of being and the true nature of all of us. God. But we ‘touch the mind stuff’ and resist that by trying to be interesting, trying to look a certain way, trying to be a certain person, and we resist the rest. You disturb yourself.
“Your mantra is thank you. Just keep saying thank you. Don’t explain. Don’t complain. Just say thank you. Say thank you to existence.”
Say thank you to existence, every day, say thank you. Don’t explain, don’t complain, just ignite your prayer with gratitude. ‘I’m everywhere like space’ – Guruji. And being everywhere, the thankfulness increases something in space.
Like a ripple in a lake, gratitude joins the whole, and the space it embodies. Existence becomes you, you become one with existence. By saying thank you, you can increase the moment by being away from the mind, or absent from it.
“Some people are looking for some thing, some object, that when they find it, they say then I’ll be happy, and you know what happiness is? To be content. And you know what contentment is? To be still.”
To be content is to be still, and that is happiness! Mooji’s words pierce the now and help us to experience those moments of joy and stillness. It’s quite a revolutionary concept, that happiness is stillness. And how do we unlock that stillness? By noticing the mind. Mood encourages us in being the observer of the mind, to question it, and ultimately move beyond it.
Mooji truly is a special light in these current times, and we are truly grateful to him for shining his light. His words transform us, and glow in the hearts of all who hear him speak. He has been shining that light and his words will continue to do so for many years to come.
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