Thursday, March 1, 2018

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.” 

- Anaïs Nin

“When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.” 

- Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak
Our body is just something you accumulated. It is a piece of earth you imbibed through food... Your body is on loan from the planet. All the countless numbers of people who have lived on this planet before you and me have all become topsoil, and so will you. This planet will collect back atom by atom what it has loaned to you...
If one is constantly, experientially aware that both the body and the mind are accumulations one has gathered, then that is samadhi. You are in the body, but you are not it. You are of the mind, but you are not it. That means that you are absolutely free of suffering because whatever suffering you have known enters you either through the body or through the mind. Once your awareness is keen enough to create a space between these two accumulations and who you really are--this is the end of all suffering.

-- Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev (with Cheryl Simone),
Midnights with the Mystic
One Regret
One regret, dear world, that I am determined not to have 
when I am lying on my deathbed is that 
I did not kiss you enough. 

— Hafiz
I long for You so much
I follow barefoot Your frozen tracks
That are high in the mountains
That I know are years old.
I long for You so much
I have even begun to travel
Where I have never been before.

-- Hafiz

Monday, February 12, 2018

Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.

-- Siddhārtha Gautama Buddha

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Once in mid-reach, I inquired of my hand.

"What moves you in that direction?
     What hope do you expect to fulfill?"

And an answer came to mind, for my hand
     had never really talked.

A voice I heard within said,
     "It is freedom from the shackle that is the root
           of all desire."

It is freedom from the shackle that is the
      root of all desire.
I am at a juncture now, 
     where I never have to be serious again.

If I act that way -- sober and concerned
     about everything --- it is a charade.

For those people who are serious, let's face it:
     they seem to have lots of problems.

And, who wants those?
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Your fidelity to love, this is all you need.
     No day will match your strength.

What was once a fear or problem will see
     you coming, and step aside...or run.