Everything is expression of our own intelligence. Through simple, innocent, natural unbounded awareness-fullness of Self, all is accomplished… Only we should not be influenced by the winds.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door, and open the love-window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
Selfless service alone gives the needed strength and courage to awaken the real you sleeping in your heart.
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.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of inner light of the Self.
