A spring of infinite power is coiled up and is inside this little body and that spring is spreading itself.
By the grace of wisdom and purity of mind, He can be seen indivisible, in the silence of contemplation. This invisible atman can be seen by the mind wherein the five senses are resting.
When the road ends, and the goal is gained, the pilgrim finds that he has travelled only from himself to himself.
In primal time, in all time, was the Creator; Nothing is real but the Eternal. Nothing shall last but the Eternal.
I am a human and I will only live a life which does credit to humans. I have been blessed with beautiful human form, a sharp intellect and a sensitive heart. How do I activate these gifts? Blessed with a priceless life, why should I not fit it with compassion for all beings?
