The one who loves himself, would atleast not worry or be jealous.
-Deep Trivedi
The one who loves himself, would atleast not worry or be jealous.
-Deep Trivedi
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.
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
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.
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.
One’s inner light alone is the means, naught else. When this inner light is kept alive, it is not affected by the darkness of inertia.
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.
We are responsible for what we are, and whatever we wish ourselves to be, we have the power to make ourselves.
Selflessness is the sign of the selfless; Bow down at the door of the selfless. The selfless are of the highest authority, The kings of the time and the wearers of the crest and crown.
I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.