To Die Every Day To

Love Is A State Of Being, And In That State, The 'me', With Its Identifications, Anxieties, And Possessions Is Absent. Love Cannot Be, As Long As The Activities Of The Self, Of The 'me', Whether Conscious Or Unconscious, Continue To Exist.

The Ending Of Sorrow Is The Beginning Of Wisdom. Knowledge Is Always Within The Shadow Of Ignorance. Meditation Is Freedom From Thought And A Movement In The Ecstasy Of Truth. Meditation Is Explosion Of Intelligence.

Freedom Comes With Self-knowledge, When The Mind Goes Above And Beyond The Hindrances It Has Created For Itself.

Meditation Is Like The Breeze That Comes In When You Leave The Window Open; But If You Deliberately Keep It Open, Deliberately Invite It To Come, It Will Never Appear.

Wherever There Is A Suitable Environment For The Fulfilment Of Life, It Will Fulfil Itself.