From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
When a man in the process of dreaming becomes conscious that he is dreaming, he is no longer identified with the phenomena; he is not affected exultantly or dolefully. God consciously dreams His cosmic play and is unaffected by its dualities.
The sincere devotee loves God deeply whether he is non-active and silently meditating on God, or in the midst of a whirl of outer activities.
The One who, himself without colour, by the manifold application of his power distributes many colours in his hidden purpose, and into whom, it’s end and it’s beginning, the whole world dissolves - He is God!
He who trusts in God and makes an honest living to share with others and injures no one, nor harbours ill will against another need perform no other rituals.
