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.
That the birds of worry and care fly over your head, this you cannot change, but that they build nests in your hair, this you can prevent.
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.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
Just don’t seek from another or you’ll be far estranged from Self. I now go on alone meeting it everywhere, it now is just what I am; I now am not it. You must comprehend in this way to merge with thus-ness.
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.
Service without ideal of self…trains you to transcend all the artificial distinctions imposed by history and geography, and to realise that the human community is one and indivisible.
The one who doesn't love himself, can never love anyone else in this world. And
if he loves himself, atleast he would not torture or trouble anyone in the name of
religion or teachings...
-Deep Trivedi