The evil ruler spoils the word, the plan of life, by his teachings. He, indeed, deprives me of the exalted goal of good thought. With the word of my spirit, I pray to You, O Wise One, and to truth!
When a man in the process of dreaming becomes conscious that he is dreaming, he is no longer identified with the phenomena; he is not affected exultantly or dolefully. God consciously dreams His cosmic play and is unaffected by its dualities.
Choose your own way, to suit your own taste, temperament and capacity. There’s no need to criticise or condemn those who follow a different path. Spiritual hunger is the same in all – the ‘food’ to satisfy their hunger may vary.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
