When someone we love dies, we get so busy mourning what died that we ignore what didn’t.
Information is just bits of data. Knowledge is putting them together. Wisdom is transcending them.
Until we know that we can bear the unbearable, we’re always running scared.
Give it all up and you can have it all.
To him who has had the experience no explanation is necessary, to him who has not, none is possible.
Emotions are like waves. Watch them disappear in the distance on the vast calm ocean.
You see that who you are isn’t moving in time. Time is describing the incarnations, the packing changes.
The soul is not ruled by time and space. The soul is infinite. It blends with the One in infinity.
I think that people will find a tremendous joy and fulfillment in service to other human beings, and that often this is what is missing in their lives.
Our souls are evolving towards becoming the one. That’s what we’re doing and we’re using our incarnations as teaching devices.
I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy. RABINDRANATH TAGORE.
Though Peter claimed not to be spiritual, he had found a peaceful place, as I had decades ago, in Quaker meeting.
He had no idea what a Ram Dass was, but he was open to learning.
But the arrival of the paramedics and my not being able to talk or move the right side of my body was a potent sales pitch for reality.
I began to live in love as a state of being. It was as if love was no longer a verb with an object. In that state, I simply became a loving being, an emitter of love. It’s a two-way street: as you become a loving being, the Universe is loving you. You are at home in the universe. hOMe, hOMe on the range.
Instead of seeing my life as a personal history or career, I see myself as a pilgrim on a spiritual journey. I am no longer an isolated ego narrating my own storyline; I am a soul, evolving toward oneness. I am a pinprick of awareness in the star field of the cosmos. I am part of it all.
Power comes from love, not the other way around.
Who I am is awareness and deep love, a presence beyond experience within a temporal, changing form. Who I am is a soul, a soul without a name, address, social security number, or biography, who isn’t born and doesn’t die. I am.
True love is unconquerable and irresistible,” he said, “and it goes on gathering power and spreading itself, until eventually it transforms everyone whom it touches.
You judge other people because you’re not comfortable in your own being. By judging, you find out where you stand in relation to other people. The judging mind is very divisive. It separates. Separation closes your heart.
The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and who, though distant is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.