I've been re-reading some of the old books on my shelves. This passage from The Secret Path by Dr Paul Brunton brought home something to me:
"Man walks along the dusty roads of life like that seeker of old time who spent years wandering through foreign lands in quest of rare treasure of which he had heard, whilst all the time he himself was being sought for as the heir to a great fortune. Wrapped in the folds of our own nature hides a rare jewel, though we know it not. None has yet set a price upon it, nor will any ever dare to do so, for its value is beyond all things of known worth."
Brunton is referring to our true self, for we are spiritual beings. We get sidetracked by the physical body and the material senses. To quote The Secret Path again:
"Heaven lies about us, not only during the innocent days of infancy, but every moment of existence, yet we know it not. A few are so close to the truth that they are unconsciously waiting for the miraculous moment of recognition."
As Walt Whitman wrote in his poem To You:
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