Sublime

He explained how the grain followed those same watercourse patterns that we admire in clouds, drifting smoke, marble, jade, and flames, and how one might so flow with one’s own nature as to live each moment of life with the same grace. When students pressed him to define all this more precisely he would sometimes shout out, “What’s the matter with

I’m quite sure that they don’t lecture each other about their duties or worry about where they are going after they die.

Character

one is left with a mind of his own: there is just a vast and complex community-mind, endowed, perhaps, with such fantastic powers of control and prediction that it will already know its own future for years and years to come.

maya, ordinarily understood as an illusion which veils the one underlying reality of Brahman.

Thus anatman might be expressed in the form, “The true Self is non-Self,” since any attempt to conceive the Self, believe in the Self, or seek for the Self immediately thrusts it away.

Is it surprising that an existence so experienced seems so empty and bare that its hunger for an infinite future is insatiable?

For if you know what you want, and will be content with it, you can be trusted. But if you do not know, your desires are limitless and no one can tell how to deal with you. Nothing satisfies an individual incapable of enjoyment.

Many a time I have had intense delight listening to some hidden waterfall in the mountain canyon, a sound made all the more wonderful since I have set aside the urge to ferret the thing out, and clear up the mystery. I no longer need to find out just where the stream comes from and where it goes. Every stream, every road, if followed persistently a