“The ultimate truth is so simple. It is nothing more than being in the pristine state. This is all that needs to be said. Only mature minds can grasp the simple truth in all its nakedness.”

He whose pure mind turns inward and searches whence does this ‘I’ arise, knows the Self and merges in You, the Lord, as a river into the sea.

Our identification with the mind and body is the chief reason for our failure to know our self as we truly are.

Grace is not something outside or you.. In fact, your very desire for grace is due to grace that is already working in you.

Grace is always present. You imagine it as something high in the sky, far away, something that has to descend. It is really inside you, in your heart. When the mind rests in its source, grace rushes forth, sprouting as from a spring within you.

By constantly keep one’s attention on the Source, the ego is dissolved in that Source like a salt-doll in the sea.

The solution to your problem is to see who has it.

By whatever path you go, you will have to lose yourself in the one. Surrender is complete only when you reach the stage `Thou art all’ and `Thy will be done’.

That alone is Real which exists by itself, which reveals itself by itself and which is eternal and unchanging.

Peace is your natural state. It is the mind that obstructs the natural state.

The explorers seek happiness in finding curiosities, discovering new lands and undergoing risks in adventures. They are thrilling. But where is pleasure found? Only within. Pleasure is not to be sought in the external world.

Meditation applies the brakes to the mind.

The mind is only a bundle of thoughts. The thoughts have their root in the I-thought. Whoever investigates the True “I” enjoys the stillness of bliss.

Even the structure of the atom has been found by the mind.

Silence is also conversation.

Even the structure of the atom has been found by the mind. Therefore the mind is subtler than the atom. That which is behind the mind, namely the individual soul, is subtler than the mind.

If you go the way of your thoughts you will be carried away by them and you will find yourself in an endless maze.

The problem is grasping the clock. So what do I do? Let it go, lay it aside – put it down gently without any kind of aversion. Then I can pick it up again, see what time it is and lay it aside when necessary.

When you sit, let it be. What you walk, let it be. Grasp at nothing. Resist nothing.

We move so fast that memory is something we can only grasp

If you think you can grasp me, think again: my story flows in more than one direction, a delta springing from the river bed with its five fingers spread.

Infinite doorways navigating you down the rabbit hole into the magical grasp of the queens heart.

And, unable to grasp the holier benefits of religion, the mysticism of the heart reacts in the art-intoxication. ….

But how can finite grasp Infinity?

We neglect those things which are under our very eyes, and heedless of things within our grasp, pursue those which are afar off.