Here where I’ve come to perch, are many deep and mysterious places men seldom speak of. No wind, and yet the vines sway; no mist, but the bamboo groves seem somehow always dusky. Who is it that the stream sobs for, or for whom do the mountain’s clouds stand suddenly...
Keep quiet, undisturbed, and wisdom will come on its own. Wait in silence of heart and mind, without the least desire, completely open to, and welcoming of, life as it happens. – Nisargadatta
We should make all spiritual talk simple today. God is trying to sell you something, but you don’t want to buy. That is what your suffering is: your fantastic haggling, your manic screaming over the price! – Hafiz
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