Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
When salt mixes with water, it takes the form of water. In the same way samadhi or trance means the mind merging with the cosmic soul or God.
No work stains an individual who is pure, who is in harmony, who is master of his life, whose soul is one with the soul of all.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
When an exalted soul realises that all sentient beings are one in relation to the Supreme – that is, that all beings are the minute parts of the One – how shall he have any more delusion and what grief will come to him?
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul.
Since, O Mazda, from the beginning, Thou didst create soul and body; mental power and knowledge and since Thou didst place life within the corporeal body and didst bestow to mankind the power to act, speak and guide, you wished that everyone should choose his or her own faith and path freely.
He who knows his soul knows this truth: “I am beyond everything finite; I now see that the Spirit, alone in a space with its ever-new joy, has expressed itself as the vast body of nature…I am the wisdom and power that sustain all creation.”
Prana, the vital breath, is born of Self. Like a person and his shadow, the Self and Prana are inseparable. Prana enters the body at birth, but does not die with the body.
