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.
Selflessness is the sign of the selfless; Bow down at the door of the selfless. The selfless are of the highest authority, The kings of the time and the wearers of the crest and crown.
Any caterpillar who tried to “know himself” would never become a butterfly.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
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.
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!
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.
Open yourself, create free space; release the bound one from his bonds! Like a newborn child, freed from the womb, be free to move on every path!