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.
Everything is expression of our own intelligence. Through simple, innocent, natural unbounded awareness-fullness of Self, all is accomplished… Only we should not be influenced by the winds.
You should discover your own reality and not thwart yourself. For you have the self as your only friend, or as your only enemy.
The self-confidence one builds from achieving difficult things and accomplishing goals is the most beautiful thing of all.
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!
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 one who loves himself, would atleast not worry or be jealous.
-Deep Trivedi
All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of inner light of the Self.
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.
When your sense of self is no longer tied to thought, is no longer conceptual, there is a depth of feeling, of sensing, of compassion, of loving, that was not there when you were trapped in mental concepts. You are that depth.