In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
- Upanishads "Maitri Upanishad 3.2"
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of inner light of the Self.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language - door and open the love - window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
The Self, having in dreams enjoyed the pleasures of sense, gone hither and thither, experienced good and evil, hastens back to the state of waking from which he started. As a man passes from dream to wakefulness, so does he pass from this life to the next.
Open yourself, create free space; release the bound one from his bonds! Like a newborn child, freed from the womb, be free to move on every path!
The one who loves himself, would atleast not worry or be jealous.
-Deep Trivedi
Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others. If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter which fork you use.
Bright but hidden, the Self dwells in the heart. Everything that moves, breathes, opens, and closes Lives in the Self. Self is the source of love and may be known through love but not through thought. Attain this goal!
To become conscious we must become Self-aware in the awareness of the observer Self-observing.