No mind, no form, I only exist; Now ceased all will and thought. The final end of the Nature’s dance; I am it whom I have sought. A realm of bliss bare, ultimate, beyond both knower and known. A rest immense I enjoy at last; I face the one alone. I have crossed the secret ways of life; I have become the Goal. The Truth immutable is revealed; I am the way, the God-Soul. My spirit aware of all the heights, I am mute in the core of the Sun. I barter nothing with time and deeds; my cosmic play is done.
Mind is like an ocean - stormy at the surface, calmest in the depths.
A person whose mind is unattached to sensual pleasures, who discovers the joy of the Self, and whose mind is in union with Brahmn through meditation, enjoys eternal bliss.
If we are mindful of the true nature of reality, then we never truly lose anyone - even to death.
Regulate your breathing, and thereby control the mind.
