“At each stage of human existence the adult man is off on his quest of his holy grail, the way of life he seeks by which to live. Continue reading
Month: August 2012
The Humpty Dumpty Effect
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the King’s horses and
All the King’s men
Could not put him together again. Continue reading
Trust
“A man just got married and was returning home with his wife. They were crossing a lake in a boat when suddenly a great storm arose. The man was a warrior, but the woman became very much afraid because it seemed almost hopeless — THE BOAT WAS SMALL AND THE STORM WAS REALLY HUGE, AND ANY MOMENT THEY WERE GOING TO BE DROWNED. Continue reading
Levels of Existence, Forms of Being
“I am not saying in this conception of adult behavior that one style of being, one form of human existence is inevitably and in all circumstances superior to or better than another form of human existence, another style of being. Continue reading
Silence is part of spiritual discipline
“I must say that, beyond occasionally exposing me to laughter, my constitutional shyness has been no dis-advantage whatever. In fact I can see that, on the contrary, it has been all to my advantage. My hesitancy in speech, which was once an annoyance, is now a pleasure. Continue reading
“Here lived a great street sweeper who swept his job well.”
What I’m saying to you this morning, my friends, even if it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, go on out and sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures; sweep streets like Handel and Beethoven composed music; sweep streets like Shakespeare wrote poetry; Continue reading
Pink Floyd – Another Brick In The Wall
John Lennon – Imagine
Transform breakdowns into breakthroughs…
To transform breakdowns into breakthroughs is the whole function of a master. The psychotherapist simply patches you up. That is his function. He is not there to transform you. You need a meta-psychology, the psychology of the buddhas. Continue reading
Much courage will be needed…
The seed cannot know what is going to happen, the seed has never known the flower. And the seed cannot even believe that he has the potentiality to become a beautiful flower. Continue reading
ONE TUSK 