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.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
If you wish to be free, know you are the Self, the witness of all these, the heart of awareness. Set your body aside, sit in your own awareness. You will at once be happy, forever still, forever free.
Fight with yourself, why fight with external foes? He, who overcomes self will obtain happiness.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
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.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
To find out what is truly individual in ourselves, profound reflection is needed; and suddenly we realise how uncommonly difficult the discovery of individuality is.
If a man considers that he is born, he cannot avoid the fear of death. Let him find out if he has been born or if the Self has any birth. ...Find from where thoughts emerge. Then you will be able to abide in the ever-present inmost Self and be free from the idea of birth or the fear of death.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.