Planting Seeds

Think for a moment of a tomato plant. A healthy plant can have over a hundred tomatoes on it. In order to get this tomato plant with all these tomatoes on it, we need to start with a small dried seed. That seed doesn’t look like a tomato plant. It sure doesn’t taste like a tomato plant. If you didn’t know for sure, you would not even believe it could be a tomato plant. Continue reading

Confusion is always a better state to be in than living in stupid conclusions

The more you seek the spiritual path, the more confused you’re becoming. That’s a good sign, because confusion is always a better state to be in than living in stupid conclusions. With the stupid conclusions that you had made in your life, there was comfort, there was solace, and there was convenience. There was a false sense of security in these. Now you step onto a spiritual path and everything becomes turmoil. Continue reading

Meditation is not a seasonal flower…… It is a very big tree

One thing has to be remembered about meditation: it is a long journey, and there is no shortcut. Anyone who says there is a short cut is befooling you.

Meditation is a long journey because the change is very deep and s achieved after many lives, many lives of routine habits, thinking desiring, and the mind structure. Those you have to drop through meditation. In fact, it is almost impossible but it happens. Continue reading

Meditation – Pathway to Freedom

The moment you are illuminated, the whole of existence is illuminated.
If you are in the dark, then the whole of existence is dark. It all depends on you. Continue reading

Choose Nature

“Wherever you find that society is in conflict with nature, choose nature—whatever the cost. You will never be a loser. Continue reading

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”.

As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody if I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me.  Today I call it “RESPECT”. Continue reading

Restoring the Cookie of our Childhood

Cookie of Childhood When I was four years old, my mother used to bring me a cookie every time she came home from the market. I always went to the front yard and took my time eating it, sometimes half an hour or forty-five minutes for one cookie. Continue reading