Frequently, followers of the Spiritual Path reach a joyous feeling of Unity — and then get hung up there. Unless they can come full circle, back to the ordinary life, it will be practically impossible for them to function in this world.

What do people mean when they say “all is one”? Do they act as though all is one?

Hearing the sound of tires on the pavement, we reconstruct the passing car. Detecting a distant, high-pitched, strident sound, we translate it as the dreaded ambulance or fire engine. We live in a world of our own mental constructs. What need of future Hell when so many live in that state right here and now?

Without Compassion, there is no Wisdom. Accumulation of knowledge can be like over-eating. Let “What Is” shine through in the Silence; it’s always there anyway.

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Our two tasks are to know Who and What we are and to understand Impermanence; without knowing the first, we can never accord with the second.

Of what use in everyday life is “Ultimate Truth”? Seen properly, what is not true?

“Joy” is always there; it only has to be uncovered.

Some men hear music as noise, some do not see colors. Most do not feel the Essence that pulses through them.

Child of the sun, nourished by the passing clouds and earth, the tree grows to the sky.

No two live in the same world.

People sometimes mistake the emotional for the Spiritual. They are two different things.

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When one is kind and considerate, is it necessary that she (he) be bright, too?

Except for egotism, why should you imagine that man is the most highly developed of all possible creatures? Is there anything in his cruelty and greed that makes him seem to be an ultimate and not merely an immature development?

Life is Life. There is no “more important” and “less important,” least of all based on size.

“I” and “Mine” are the heavy baggage we carry on our backs. “Yours” brings other creatures into being. Does anyone possess the wind blowing over the water? Does this wind have a place of origin? When the wind has passed, the waves subside.

The memory of things future.

Published On: August 15th, 2025Categories: 20th Century Psalms

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