At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door, and open the love-window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
We are responsible for what we are, and whatever we wish ourselves to be, we have the power to make ourselves.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
To understand oneself profoundly, one needs balance. Neither renunciation nor acquiescence.
Fight with yourself, why fight with external foes? He, who overcomes self will obtain happiness.
Open yourself, create free space; release the bound one from his bonds! Like a newborn child, freed from the womb, be free to move on every path!
When your sense of self is no longer tied to thought, is no longer conceptual, there is a depth of feeling, of sensing, of compassion, of loving, that was not there when you were trapped in mental concepts. You are that depth.
One’s inner light alone is the means, naught else. When this inner light is kept alive, it is not affected by the darkness of inertia.
