'Anyone who, even for a second, feels a pure, clear confidence on hearing the truth will experience immeasurable happiness. Why? Because, at that moment, that person is not caught up in the concept of a self or a living being or a life span. He is not caught up concepts about the world, nor is he…
"Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love, and then, for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire."
— Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (via ashramof1)
"Man surprises me most about humanity. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived."
"The soil is the great connector of lives, the source and destination of all. It is the healer and restorer and resurrector, by which disease passes into health, age into youth, death into life. Without proper care for it we can have no community, because without proper care for it we can have no life."
"Asking, ‘What is the Truth?’ is a demolition project. Most of the so-called spirituality is a construction project. We’re ascending and ascending. It just keeps building, and a person feels, ‘I’m getting better and better.’ But enlightenment is a demolition project."
"“Happiness is the absence of striving for happiness.” ~Chuang Tzu"
"If you stop in this place of not knowing who you are, if you resist the temptation to conceptualize an identity, you’ll begin to touch a lived sense of an inner presence. You’ll open up to what I call an ‘alive, pregnant, nothingness’ This is not a ‘nothingness’ that is blank or absent of any qualities, but rather one that is extraordinarily vital and rich with potential."
"Keep not standing fix’d and rooted;
Briskly venture, briskly roam;
Head and hand, where’er thou foot it,
And stout heart are still at home.
In what land the sun does visit,
Brisk are we, whate’er betide;
To give space for wandering is it
That the world was made so wide."
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (via itsquoted)