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.
Regulate your breathing, and thereby control the mind.
Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.
Let your aims be common, and your hearts of one accord, and all of you be of one mind, so you may live well together.
Direct the mind resolutely towards God, restraining the senses in their various seats, and looking on the state of the body as a matter of indifference. Realise your oneness with God, remaining continually intent on identifying with its nature…for what use is there in other, empty things?
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
Once we surrender our mind to Divine Grace completely, we will be taken care of in every way.
In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.
