Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
-Anonymous "Anonymous"
Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
Rain showers my spirit and waters my soul.
When an exalted soul realises that all sentient beings are one in relation to the Supreme – that is, that all beings are the minute parts of the One – how shall he have any more delusion and what grief will come to him?
Prana, the vital breath, is born of Self. Like a person and his shadow, the Self and Prana are inseparable. Prana enters the body at birth, but does not die with the body.
Like the waves in great rivers, there is no turning back of that which has previously been done…The soul is bound with the fetters made of the fruit of good and evil.