What is rightfully yours, is your unchanging and infinite essence, which is the very same presence-of-being that flows through all seeming things.
You are the foundation of all possibilities.
What is rightfully yours, is your presence of unbound awareness, the very same consciousness that sees through all eyes, and that is the source of all that is sensed by everyone, everywhere.
That which sees, is also what is seen.
What is rightfully yours, is everything—not materially, but in essence and spirit. You permeate everything; you do not share the limits of the form to which you’ve been named and that you have temporarily become attached.
You suffer from mistaken identity.
The body and mind are merely a tool, an instrument and agent of self-realization, but they are not yours. You simply wear them for the time being, within this dream, not unlike clothes. All bodies dissolve and all memories fade, but you are the presence of awareness in which all phenomena appears.
Every dream must be one day awoken from, but the consciousness that is dreaming forever remains.
You are not the body. You are not the mind. You are unborn. You are not the memories, not the intellect, and not any knowledge you might personally claim. The real you is not a person, but an invisible presence; the silent witnessing, the quiet listening, the empty space where all things appear.
You have no bounds.
You are the I without anything else attached. You are beyond name and form, you are beyond birth and death, you are beyond thought and identity—for you are the animating principle that is the spark of life itself.
Ponder this: You don’t appear within reality, reality appears within you. The entire universe is projected out from your very presence, in which everything that is perceived is merely a reflection, a shadow of the Absolute Self that you actually are.