One who identifies himself with his soul regards bodily transmigration of his soul at death fearlessly, like changing one cloth for another.
Internally I am a hermit, and externally I am a prince. Arms mean protection to the poor and destruction of the tyrant. Baba Nanak had not renounced the world but had renounced maya, that is, self and ego.
Supporting one’s parents, cherishing spouse and children and a peaceful occupation; this is the greatest blessing.
I am a human and I will only live a life which does credit to humans. I have been blessed with beautiful human form, a sharp intellect and a sensitive heart. How do I activate these gifts? Blessed with a priceless life, why should I not fit it with compassion for all beings?
The darkest night is often the bridge to the brightest tomorrow. Celebrate endings, for they precede new beginnings.
