A disciple in training will comprehend this earth, the realm of death and the realm of the gods. A disciple in training will investigate the well-taught Path of Virtue, even as an expert garland-maker picks flowers.
There is no limit to joy. Happiness has no end. When you are standing in love of God, every cell in your body jumps for joy. You breathe in and out with the entire universe. In this state, your life is fulfilled.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
For him who has completed the journey, for him who is sorrowless, for him who from everything is wholly free, for him who has destroyed all ties, the fever of passion exists not… He is like a pool, unsullied by mud; to such a balanced one, life’s wanderings do not arise. Calm is his mind, calm is his speech, calm is his action, who, rightly knowing, is wholly freed, perfectly peaceful and equipoised.
