A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves!
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.
He who loves me is made pure; his heart melts in joy. He rises to transcendental consciousness by the rousing of his higher emotional nature. Tears of joy flow from his eyes, his hair stands on end, his heart melts in love. The bliss in that state is so intense that, forgetful of himself and his surroundings, he sometimes weeps profusely, or laughs, or sings, or dances; such a devotee is a purifying influence upon the whole universe.
The word enlightenment conjures up the idea of some superhuman accomplishment, and the ego likes to keep it that way, but it is simply your natural state of felt oneness with Being.
