In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
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.
Occasionally we find ourselves at unexpected crossroads with more than one opportunity from which to choose. Time itself is often the best indicator of which decision to make, for it can tell so many things that are now hazy.
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.
You should discover your own reality and not thwart yourself. For you have the self as your only friend, or as your only enemy.
One’s inner light alone is the means, naught else. When this inner light is kept alive, it is not affected by the darkness of inertia.
The self-confidence one builds from achieving difficult things and accomplishing goals is the most beautiful thing of all.
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.
