A good way to deal with daily confusions and stress is to ask yourself just one question: "What is MINE?" You will be amazed that after eventually answering all questions within your questions, you will arrive at the same answers all saints have arrived at, which is – “When even this body leaves us at some point in time how can one claim anything to be connected to it?” Therefore enjoy this existence with this mantra on your lips and heart "ALL IS THINE NONE IS MINE".
Much love.
Blessings be.
Some things must be said; and sometimes nothing must leave your vocal cords.
The true seeker knows that words after a point are but just words chasing words. You never needed words when the morning rays which brushed through the morning dew drops warmed your pillow just gently to wake you up! You never needed words when the sun slowly set and gently bought the night sky in your vision just for you to count the stars.
Words are for those who can't see, who can't feel,
who can't pray the silent prayer of love.
Words are just words and only words for those who still need to experience the glory of creation.
"This is just a poetic justification where in my solitude I often wondered! The truth is around us in the form of creation by itself. And we have but a garbled vision of it. "
Much love.
Blessings be.
A written word is magical as they say, for one does not need to sometimes just read the "lines" to comprehend their meanings, but read in between the lines to find their hidden meanings. The interpretation is all what makes a difference to a seeker of truth.
