Monday 9 September 2013


Living

Born, not born, reborn, then again
Transformed, translated as it were
Into a widening consciousness
Of what it is to live a life
In movement from greater stillness,
The pulse of paradox a thread
Throughout the fabric of the whole.

Virginia Parsell


Behind my work was ambition, behind my love was personality, behind my purity was fear, behind my guidance the thirst for power. Now they are vanishing and I drift. I come, floating wheresoever Thou takest me -- in the voiceless, in the strange, in the wonderland.  

Swami Vivekananda


Sunday 8 September 2013

Life is a game of fall and rise until you learn to to touch the sky and fly 

Sunnydreams


Saturday 7 September 2013

Human beings often think about things that don’t concern them and about other people. When you think a lot you will use the word 'why'. To become silent means to emerge wisdom from within. To move into dead silence means to go beyond the consciousness of the physical body. This is a very wonderful experience for the soul, it empowers and refreshes the soul.


Friday 6 September 2013

The power of Truth is such that you need never be concerned about proving it. You need only be concerned with being it and living it. Truth is always revealed, at the right moment, at the right place.




Sunday 1 September 2013


Although he had reached a high stage of self-discipline and bore his last wound well, he now felt as if these ordinary people were his brothers. Their vanities, desires, and trivialities no longer seemed absurd to him; they had become understandable, lovable, and even worthy of respect.

Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha



Here is a doctrine at which you will laugh. It seems to me, Govinda, that Love is the most important thing in the world. It may be important to great thinkers to examine the world, to explain and despise it. But I think it is only important to love the world, not to despise it, not for us to hate each other, but to be able to regard the world and ourselves and all beings with love, admiration and respect.

Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha