We live from a bottomless basket of endless wants that drive us everywhere, including crazy! Hoping to find comfort and life direction in your wants is like trying to find shade under a swarm of stinging flies -- while it may be cooler, you also have to keep running. Your pleasure is your pain. Real pleasure is not the opposite of pain, it is the absence of it. Think about it. What you re...
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Standing at the window -- always looking outside of yourself -- it's easy to forget that you're also standing inside the house given to you by your Father. There is no shelter outside; all distant castles are dreams. There is no place to rest outside of your Self. Outside yourself there is no hearth whose fire keeps you warm; you'll find no light that never falters. Standing at the win...
By wanting are all things not wanted... thus created; much as joy and sorrow, bound as one... are related.
Question: My partner and I have had so many painful experiences along the spiritual path, encountering people and paths promising at first and then proving to be so empty! In all honesty, one hardly has the heart to keep going...
When, at times, the spiritual aspirant feels as though there's no reason to go on...because he can no longer believe in an imagined good somewhere ahead of him, he comes to what seems a complete dead end. And yet, it is exactly in this place that he must step through himself, and persist in the work of doing what is right and true simply for the sake of a Goodness yet unknown, barely realized.
There are times, seemingly dark, when I can see my sorrow to come. Sorrow that not only didn't I tell someone of my love for him or her, but sorrow also that I couldn't speak the truth of my heart -- or that I just wouldn't... For fear of being misunderstood. Sorrow that I didn't take a much firmer interior stand against what I could see defiled my soul, and sorrow that when I did attempt to...
A great poem, a timeless stanza of thought, a true writing that stirs and swells the heart; what are these precious forms save a moment of Love plucked from Time to stand as testimony to a perfection briefly remembered as the living foundation of all things. The poet is presented the proposal, the moment where the Great Pain beckons him to marriage. He is awakened from a slumber to answer th...