The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of a gun.
Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.
You say: “He lost his life” or “my life”, as if life were something that you can possess or lose. The truth is: you don’t have a life, you are life. The One Life, the one consciousness that pervades the entire universe and takes temporary form to experience itself as a stone or blade of grass, as an animal, a person, a star or a galaxy.
In our culture we have such respect for musical instruments; they are like part of God.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
Letting go of fear, attachment, grief and anger is the sannyasin’s renunciation. He savours only the taste of his oneness with the ultimate reality.
