Glorious Death? Human beings are curious of and frightened by their own death and the death of others they love. Death is taboo to most of us, and it is understandable that the complete unknown is terrifying so we evade it, clinging to what we know even more tightly.
The light of day comes and it goes from my personal theatre. Objects and people come and they go, they wax and wane, as I watch from the gallery. This
We are love and compassion: They are our native states. But our fear and delusions make them into objects, separating us away from them so that an object of this ‘thing’ love is required.
Our individual good energy temporarily housed in the flesh in the world of form is a prayer, a meditation, a mantra in itself.
We have the ability to make everything in our life divine. It is merely a question of the humility and clarity and our view. A beautiful flower may appear
Our human lives are a process, a means whereby, but what is the result, the end-product? Our story began with the moment of birth and it will end with the
it is wise to refrain from talk until you have checked your flow of love
