Sweet be the glances we exchange, our faces showing true concord; Enshrine me in your heart and let one spirit dwell within us.
He who loves me is made pure; his heart melts in joy. He rises to transcendental consciousness by the rousing of his higher emotional nature. Tears of joy flow from his eyes, his hair stands on end, his heart melts in love. The bliss in that state is so intense that, forgetful of himself and his surroundings, he sometimes weeps profusely, or laughs, or sings, or dances; such a devotee is a purifying influence upon the whole universe.
We can use our precious and passing moments to nourish and enrich our hearts by loving ourselves and all living beings... not the New Year day alone but may every throb of our life be a moment of loving happiness.
The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child
Meditating on the lotus of your heart, in the centre is the untainted, the exquisitely pure, clear and sorrowless, the inconceivable, the unmanifest, of infinite form, blissful, tranquil, immortal, the womb of Brahma.
