HOW MUSIC CAN BE NEXT TO SILENCE? Real music is born out of a silent mind. Real music is meditation manifested. Your music is madness manifested. Music is certainly next to silence. There is a certain thing to be understood: Music does not consist, in the first place, of words, language. It consists of pure […]
I FEEL REALLY CONFUSED ABOUT THIS WHOLE ENLIGHTENMENT BUSINESS. ON THE ONE HAND, YOU SAY, “BE THOROUGHGOING IN YOUR SEARCH FOR ENLIGHTENMENT.” BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, THE VERY DESIRE TO BECOME ENLIGHTENED PREVENTS IT. HOW TO SOLVE THIS DILEMMA? “Life is not a rational thing; it is very irrational, because it is mysterious. The
A beautiful message by Arthur Ashe, a legendary Wimbledon player who was dying of AIDS, which he got due to infected blood he received during a Heart Surgery in 1983! During his illness, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed; “Why did God has to select you for such a bad disease?”
LATELY, I HAVE BEEN FEELING VERY INSECURE, AND I SEE HOW MUCH I DISLIKE THAT SPACE OF NOT KNOWING. AND THEN I TRY ALL KINDS OF STUPID THINGS TO CONTROL THE SITUATION. I FEEL AS IF IT IS SUCH AN IMPRISONMENT, AND AT THE SAME TIME, I HAVE A DEEP FEELING IN ME THAT KNOWS
You must have read this story – ‘The Japanese have always loved fresh fish. But the water close to Japan has not held many fish for decades. So to feed the Japanese population, fishing boats got bigger and went farther in the ocean than ever. The farther the fishermen went, the longer it took to
“Whatsoever is going on in your mind, don’t interfere, don’t try to stop it. Do not do anything, because whatsoever you do will become a discipline. So do not do anything at all. JUST WATCH. Watching is not a doing. Just as you watch the sunset or the clouds in the sky or the people
“A bunch of ants came out of the darkness of their underground nest in search of food. It was early in the morning. The ants happened to pass by a plant whose leaves were covered with morning dew. ‘What are these?’ asked one of the ants, pointing to the dew-drops. ‘Where do they come from?’
