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is giving you a certainty. Once your misunderstanding is dropped, you are enlightened in that very moment.
Only one thing is certain:
Nobody can prevent anybody from becoming enlightened.
There is no power in the world which can prevent anybody from becoming enlightened because enlightenment is your very nature. You are already enlightened -- you just don't know it. You have forgotten it -- it is a forgotten language. It has only to be remembered, and the way to remember is to disidentify with all the conditionings; they may be there, let them be there. Remember: "I am not one of them. I am the knower, I am the seer, I am the observer, I am the awareness." And the awareness cannot be touched by any conditioning.
The third thing: "Is this attitude a natural mistrust? Is this attitude a habit I have to break?"
Yes, it is a natural phenomenon. Everybody gets mixed up with their conditionings, and it is only a habit and nothing else. You can drop it without any effort, just by becoming aware of what I am saying to you.
And lastly, you are asking, "Will this attitude prevent me from becoming enlightened?" Certainly, if this attitude prevails ... it will not prevent, but it will go on postponing; it can go on postponing for centuries, which is almost like preventing. But if you drop this attitude, this very moment you are free. This very moment you can open your wings and fly into the sky.
And the last thing, Divyam Mayo: your whole question is intellectual. You have not been meditating. You have been just thinking about things; hence, the question. If you had been meditating, then what I have said to you, you would have found yourself.
Mrs. Goldstein's frustrated next door neighbor is trying to squeeze some affection out of little Hymie.
"Do you love me, darling?" the neighbor asked Hymie. Little Hymie nodded.
"Then put your arms around me, honey, and give me a great big kiss," she said. Hymie went on kicking his football.
"How much do you love me, precious?" the neighbor kept on. "Show me how you would cry if I died," she urged.
"Die first!" said Hymie running off.
Do something.
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