Our aspirations, our affections, and our desires are turned towards the wrong things. And only when we turn them towards the right things will things get better.
One who identifies himself with his soul regards bodily transmigration of his soul at death fearlessly, like changing one cloth for another.
Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.
Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.
There is no end to craving. Hence, contentment alone is the best way to happiness. Stay content.
Burnt offerings, sacred feasts, intense meditations, puja and taking millions of cleansing baths at sacred shrines of pilgrimage: the merits of all these can be obtained by enshrining Lord within your heart for a fraction of a second.
