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.
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!
The self-confidence one builds from achieving difficult things and accomplishing goals is the most beautiful thing of all.
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.
The best way to find your self is to lose yourself in the service of others… All other pleasures and possessions pale into nothingness before service which is rendered in a spirit of joy.
Occasionally we find ourselves at unexpected crossroads with more than one opportunity from which to choose. Time itself is often the best indicator of which decision to make, for it can tell so many things that are now hazy.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
