Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
-Ada. L. Huxtable "Ada. L. Huxtable"
Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
Selfless service alone gives the needed strength and courage to awaken the real you sleeping in your heart.
All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of inner light of the Self.
The Self, having in dreams enjoyed the pleasures of sense, gone hither and thither, experienced good and evil, hastens back to the state of waking from which he started. As a man passes from dream to wakefulness, so does he pass from this life to the next.
When your sense of self is no longer tied to thought, is no longer conceptual, there is a depth of feeling, of sensing, of compassion, of loving, that was not there when you were trapped in mental concepts. You are that depth.
To become conscious we must become Self-aware in the awareness of the observer Self-observing.
The one who loves himself, would atleast not worry or be jealous.
-Deep Trivedi
Bright but hidden, the Self dwells in the heart. Everything that moves, breathes, opens, and closes Lives in the Self. Self is the source of love and may be known through love but not through thought. Attain this goal!
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
The person who does not love himself, though he may abstain from meat in the
name of non-violence; his mind can never be non-violent.
-Deep Trivedi