A king is the one, who is the master of himself. You are just a slave of your
religion, caste, creed, society, thinking, desires and worries.
-Deep Trivedi
A king is the one, who is the master of himself. You are just a slave of your
religion, caste, creed, society, thinking, desires and worries.
-Deep Trivedi
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.
Occasionally we find ourselves at unexpected crossroads with more than one opportunity from which to choose. Time itself is often the best indicator of which decision to make, for it can tell so many things that are now hazy.
The great, unborn Self is undecaying, immortal, undying, fearless, infinite.
Internally I am a hermit, and externally I am a prince. Arms mean protection to the poor and destruction of the tyrant. Baba Nanak had not renounced the world but had renounced maya, that is, self and ego.
In thinking, “This is I” and “That is mine”, he binds himself with his self, as does a bird with a snare.
That the birds of worry and care fly over your head, this you cannot change, but that they build nests in your hair, this you can prevent.
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, 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.
Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.