Let every man and woman count himself immortal. Let him catch the revelation of Jesus in his resurrection. Let him say not merely, “Christ is risen,” but “I shall rise.”
Devotion to God’s Name is my lamp; In this lamp is poured the oil of suffering. The light of realisation burns away this oil…Vast loads of firewood are reduced to ashes by a tiny spark of fire.
God first created light, all men are born out of it. The whole world came out of a single spark; who is good and who is bad? The Creator is in the creation, and the creation in the Creator, He is everywhere…He who surrenders to Him gets to know Him. God is invisible, He cannot be seen. The Guru has granted me this sweet gift. My doubts are dispelled. I have seen the Pure with my own eyes.
Life is like a book with three chapters. Two are already written by God - Birth and Death. The chapter in the middle is empty; fill it with your smile, love and faith.
Realise your oneness with God, remaining continually intent on identifying with its nature, and joyfully drink the bliss of God within, for what use is there in other, empty things?
