Life has meaning only in the struggle. Triumph or defeat is in the hands of the gods. So let us celebrate the struggle.
A mountain is composed of tiny grains of earth. The ocean is made up of tiny drops of water. Even so, life is but an endless series of little details, actions, speeches and thoughts. And the consequences, whether good or bad of even the least of them, are far-reaching.
That which gives pleasure to one man gives pain to another. That sage who identifies himself with the imperishable Self and stands as a spectator of the mental modifications enjoys supreme peace and infinite bliss.
Compassion is fellow feeling or sorrow for the sufferings of another. Compassion opens the door for freedom and expands the heart. It melts the hardened and makes people as soft as butter.
The Mother’s Grace is boundless. Her mercy is illimitable; her knowledge infinite; Her power immeasurable; her glory ineffable; and her splendor indescribable. She gives you material prosperity as well as spiritual freedom.
Shakti, the goddess in her aspect as power, bestows upon us all wealth, auspiciousness, prosperity, knowledge, and all other potent powers.
True religion is not talk, or doctrines, or theories, nor is it sectarianism. It is the relation between soul and God.
