Existence

Silence is the temple of life, 

where everything happens without requests and entreaties.

 Silence is the most beautiful invocation of our words or utterances.

 Life has an intrinsic value 

and is worth living;

 for the seed of this life is present in every form of existence

 – which sprouts in the Soil of Silence

The Law

LAW:

The majesty of the mountain symbolizes the accumulation of the truth of the Law.

 The LAW is the origin of the myriad things;

 their unity is like to the congregation of the trees of the forest.

 An analysis of human history reveals the losses

 and gains following on the neglect or pursuit of the LAW.

 In the myriad forms of creation 

a pure unity is manifested 

everywhere.

Nature

 I really didn’t want to be a part of the world because I found that the world was filled with unkindness. People didn’t love each other, because I love everything- even these people, but never be a part of them, but nature.

I had been pretty well made a prisoner by house, by society, and by religion. I had been given this description of the world that I couldn't accept

I am an observer of life. I like to watch people, and I like to watch nature. I like to talk to mountains and communicate with my friends in the other spheres and dimensions

My path

I go down to earth and loose myself in Love

Where everything I touch is turned 

into a Prayer

Like a candle I was melting in 

nature's Beauty!

Myself with mine own eyes I saw most clearly,

 just Love

I melted away into nothingness, 

I saw, 

only SAW!

Through Love's vastness I was forgiven Everything

 and 

Myself

O, Life! 

Let me learn the lessons you have hidden

 in Nature...

If I am willing to see what is the secrets of Nature , 

then I know, 

WHAT the GOD is!

O, Amazing love!

 Let me walk in beauty with You; 

then empty me of everything 

but 

Your companionship.

O, Life! 

Make me love so that I may understand the heart; 

so when body vanishes may you gives me hug 

without hesitate

Love said to me that when I abandon myself, 

then- I will find it; because I asked,

 ''O Love, 

Which path will lead me to you?

Nothing

Oh ! My Innocent Path

...

There is gathering

Is it mind’s or is it only body’s 

Is it words or statement

Sitting at the silence door

Gazing through emptiness eyes

Vibration of sound travelling,

Through the silence of words,

And reaches the gate of time

The sound of words hits at the time

And the music comes out…

Which takes it again at the door of silence

Ears are listening to the silence

In unknown entity is viewing,

the stylish words…

is it statement or mere speech

is it to be listened or viewed

looking at the speed of ear,

which reaches in the line of words

the question arises;

who is travelling

ears or statement

words or tongue

ear has it’s own speed or

the statement has it’s own path

which complites at my knowing…

who am I 

what is this knowing

this knowing becomes silence…

then

the door of I’ness opens,

I,

I am,

No-no, this is just ‘I’

Then

The I’ness gazes at the ‘I’

This I’ness and my ‘I’

The viewing and hearing

Neither the I’ness survives,

Nor the ‘I’

Then,

A wave takes place

Which became a light,

Which infinite emptiness,

Became fully realized creation.

Temple

Silence is Gate also Temple

...

Who shall I say, 'This is the gate of your temple'

Think or thoughts...

Emotions or imagination...

Person or nature...

Hindu or islaam...

Religion or science...

Me or you...

Today, I get the realization;

Everything is the gate. This life and the whole creation is nothing but your temple.

Then who shall I bow to...

because the head and the bowing both seems temple to me.

Then what should occur...

This question is also your temple...

Then what can be done...

There is nothing but Silence.

SILENCE:

Then what is this Silence...

Silence is the gate of all gates...

Silence is Yoga, Meditation, Prayer, Pennance, Sadhna, Sutra, Veda; 

Which reaches the temple...

and...

Which is temple itself.

Who am I

Let's take a deep breath this morning 

and go back to the beginning as it were—

or 

go down to the rock bottom foundational questions of life, 

and listen to the Word of Life (God), 

and wonder 

and stand in awe of what life has to say about these three things.

 ''Who am I? 

How did I get this identity? 

What's it for—

Why am I here?''

Nature

We turn our backs on nature; we are ashamed of beauty,

 because of ego.

 we never accept anybody or something beautiful more than us...

 because nature's beauty takes our identity...

If we look at nature's eyes- 

then we knows- 

How ugly we are!

Grieve

When a loved one dies, we grieve. The loss is experienced as tragic, impossible, momentous. Yet sooner or later a moment comes when we realize we are no longer grieving in that way. Does this mean the grief we felt was fictitious? Our loved one is still gone, that implacable fact has not changed, and yet we find ourselves going about life, even smiling and laughing. The logic of grief’s existence remains true, yet so is the logic of its non-existence. We naturally come to live within both sides of the paradox.

Walking in beauty

 While walking someone else's beauty-- sweetness of the voice--summit of thoughts--deepness of emotion--meaning any beautifying nature became tear... in my eyes and the bow then where is my Boundary!

While walking someone's sadness--thrist--hunger dwellf inside me then where is my Border ?

I could not find the same

We are intelligent atoms. We are intelligent organic structures. We can change who we are. We can heal ourselves. With genetic engineering, we are considering changing the physiological structure of the body.

 We are the clear space of awareness, pure and still, in whom there is no birth, no striving, no 'I'.

*Then how do we recover our original awareness?

BE AWARE!

Royal Palace

The Universe is a beautiful royal palace for the individual. 

Still we become the toy-houses of our desires 

and 

wishes 

and 

undergo imprisonment in the Prison-Cell of our Ego. 

But 

we get disgusted with this cell, 

we do not hesitate even to lay ourselves bare

 Love! Silence! Freedom! Nothingness! Emptiness! these are words for eye dancing,
 for mere awareness, for floating into infinity

Spirit

Perfect is the pattern and perfect will be the result. We see ourself surrounded by the thing that we desire. More than this, we are the thing that we desire. Our word is now establishing it forever; see this, feel it, know it. we are now encompassed by perfect life, by infinite activity, by all power, by all guidance. The power of the Spirit is drawing to us all people; it is supplying us with all good; it is filling us with all life, truth and love.

Wait in perfect silence while that inner power takes it up. And then we know that it is done unto us. There goes forth from this word the power of the Infinite.

"The words which I speak, they are spirit and they are life."

Sensitive

 In today I felt that I am pregnant with this creation.

 In every moment a new understanding,

 new life, 

new reason, 

and 

new freshness spouts and this universe,

 an unique temple, 

where every moment of time is in worship...

that very moment...

My sensitive silence was cry...

I Experience myself without a feeling of self

I experience myself, 

without a feeling of self,

 as the simplicity of presence, 

which is now a simplicity of perception, 

a bare witnessing. 

There is no inner dialogue, 

and 

no commentary on what is perceived. 

The perceiving is without a perceiver, 

awareness without an observer. 

Without self-reflection, 

the simplicity of presence is merely 

the 

simplicity of witnessing