There are so many messengers. So many intermediaries. So many so-called postmen.
Take the case of a delivery person from Dominos, Swiggy, Zomato or Grab. They take food from restaurant A to person A, and then restaurant B to person B and then restaurant C to person C. They carry the food with them, piping hot, tasty pizza, or lovely creamy pasta, or some tantalizingly cold ice cream sundaes. So yummy for the tummy. However, it is not for his tummy – for he is only the carrier, the messenger.
The same goes for a postman. He can carry letters of love and romance and adventure and delight. But none of them are addressed to him.
Likewise for the private secretaries of the king or queen. They may know all the intricate details, but cannot truly experience what their masters revel in.
This is the case for every single messenger there is – whether at home or at work or in politics or in society.
But there is one exception. And that is the Guru. He is the messenger of God, yes. But he is also completely dunked in the Bliss that is Consciousness, and therefore that makes him simultaneously both God and Carrier. Teacher and Creator. The Guru is the only one, who delivers the package as brand new, well after enjoying its contents. If such a messenger exists in our lives, we would do well to take in his message.