“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.” DAHL
“How beautiful you must be to have been able to lead me this far with only the sound of your going away” ― W.S. Merwin, The Moon Before Morning
In this world Hate never yet dispelled hate Only love dispels hate This is the law Buddha
for me, exerts great power...”
― Louise Glück
Life is a flash of lightning in the dark of night.
It is a brief time of tremendous potential.
For all of us, love can be the natural state of our own being: naturally at peace, naturally connected.
One of the most persistent of all delusions is the conviction that the source of our dissatisfaction lies outside ourselves.
“All descriptions of reality are temporary hypotheses.” Buddha
The endless succession of past, present and future thoughts leads us to believe that there is something inherently and consistently present, and we call it 'mind'. But actually...
Past thoughts are as dead as a corpse. Future thoughts have not yet arisen. So how could these two, which do not exist, be part of an entity which inherently exists?
HH Dilgo Khyentse
“...from what we cannot hold, the stars are made...”
When a rainbow appears vividly in the sky, you can see its beautiful colors, yet you could not wear it as clothing, or put it on as an ornament. It arises through the conjunction of various factures, but there is nothing about it, that can be grasped. Likewise thoughts, which have no substance, should not have so much power over you, nor is there any reason why you should become their slave.
HH Dilgo Khyentse
In riding a horse we borrow freedom. ~Helen Thomson
Langsam blühte, langsam reifte in Siddhartha die Erkenntnis, das Wissen darum, was eigentlich Weisheit sei, was seines langen Suchens Ziel sei. Es war nichts als eine Bereitschaft der Seele, eine Fähigkeit, eine geheime Kunst, jeden Augenblick, mitten im Leben, den Gedanken der Einheit denken, die Einheit fühlen und einatmen zu können. Langsam blühte dies in ihm auf, strahlte ihm aus Vasudevas altem Kindergesicht wider: Harmonie, Wissen um die ewige Vollkommenheit der Welt, Lächeln, Einheit.
The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.
“There is no fear for one whose mind is not filled with desires.“ Buddha