My last post was about each of us being a garden of flowers, and I also mentioned this idea has a long tradition.
Today just by chance I came across a wonderful poem of Kabir – everything what I was trying to say in a clumsy way he depicted so poetically!…
Do not go to the garden of flowers!
O Friend ! go not there;
In your body is the garden of flowers.
Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus,
and there gaze on the Infinite Beauty.
Kabir, who was a realised soul knew this and could clearly precept the Reality. The thousand petals of the lotus he is speaking about is in fact the open centre of the brain´s limbic area.
The perception of a self as a garden of flowers should not be mental, no auto-training will help you here. Only after getting self-realisation you can become aware of your Self – easily and clearly.
I dont know any other way.