You love your family, but not your neighbor. You love your parents, but not others’ parents. You love your religion, but not all religions. You love your country, but not all countries. This is not true love, it is limited love. Transformation of limited love into divine love is the goal of spirituality.
Earth teaches me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teaches me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall… Earth teaches me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring.
The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of a gun.
If the mind becomes balanced and detached, and comes to dwell in its own true home, imbued with reverence for the Divine, then it enjoys the essence of supreme spiritual wisdom; it shall never feel hunger again.
Even after all this time the sun never says to the Earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky.
