The net of Heaven is case wide. Though the mesh is not fine, yet nothing ever slips through.
Within the lotus of the heart He dwells, where nerves meet like spokes of a wheel at its hub. Meditate on Him as Aum, Easily may you cross the sea of darkness.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
Each man is a microcosm of the universe. Your body is made of all the elements of the world. Nature supplied all the ingredients that make your body, which means that the universe made you by donating itself. You could accurately say that you are a small walking universe that can move, whereas the cosmic universe is stationary.
You have crossed the great ocean; why do you halt so near the shore? Make haste to get on the other side, Gautama; be careful all the while!
