Happiness
First I gave up action,
Then idle words,
And lastly thought itself.
Now I am here.
Ridding my mind of distraction,
single-pointed,
I shut out sound and all the senses,
And I am here.
Meditation is needed
Only when the mind is distracted
By false imagining.
Knowing this,
I am here.
Without joy or sorrow,
Grasping nothing, spurning nothing,
O Master, I am here.
What do I care
If I observe or neglect
The four stages of life?
Meditation,
Controlling the mind,
These are mere distractions!
Now I am here.
Doing, or not doing,
Both come from not knowing.
Knowing this fully,
I am here.
Thinking
Of what is beyond thinking Is still thinking.
I gave up thinking,
And I am here.
Whoever fulfills this
Fulfills his own nature
And is indeed fulfilled.
First I gave up action,
Then idle words,
And lastly thought itself.
Now I am here.
Ridding my mind of distraction,
single-pointed,
I shut out sound and all the senses,
And I am here.
Meditation is needed
Only when the mind is distracted
By false imagining.
Knowing this,
I am here.
Without joy or sorrow,
Grasping nothing, spurning nothing,
O Master, I am here.
What do I care
If I observe or neglect
The four stages of life?
Meditation,
Controlling the mind,
These are mere distractions!
Now I am here.
Doing, or not doing,
Both come from not knowing.
Knowing this fully,
I am here.
Thinking
Of what is beyond thinking Is still thinking.
I gave up thinking,
And I am here.
Whoever fulfills this
Fulfills his own nature
And is indeed fulfilled.
I am not the body,
Nor is the body mine.
I am awareness itself
When you know this,
You have no thought
For what you have done
Or left undone.
You become one,
Perfect and indivisible.
“I am in all things,
From Brahma to a blade of grass.”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For success or failure
Or the mind’s inconstancy.
You are pure. You are still.
The world with all its wonders Is nothing.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
For you are awareness itself.
When you know in your heart
That there is nothing,
You are still.
Nor is the body mine.
I am awareness itself
When you know this,
You have no thought
For what you have done
Or left undone.
You become one,
Perfect and indivisible.
“I am in all things,
From Brahma to a blade of grass.”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For success or failure
Or the mind’s inconstancy.
You are pure. You are still.
The world with all its wonders Is nothing.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
For you are awareness itself.
When you know in your heart
That there is nothing,
You are still.
If you desire liberation avoid objects of the senses & seek compassion, truthfulness, contentment, forgiveness, straightforwardness & love.
O how wonderful!
I am awareness itself,
No less.
The world is a magic show!
But in me
There is nothing to embrace,
And nothing to turn away.
I am awareness itself,
No less.
The world is a magic show!
But in me
There is nothing to embrace,
And nothing to turn away.
One may enjoy the
abundant pleasures of the world,
but will never be happy
until giving them up.
abundant pleasures of the world,
but will never be happy
until giving them up.
If the master encounters
A king or a woman
Or someone he dearly loves,
He is without desire.
And when he honors
A god or a holy place
Or a man versed in the scriptures,
There is no longing in his heart.
None at all!
He is unperturbed
Even when his servants despise him,
Or his wives, sons, and grandsons mock him.
Even when his whole family makes fun of him,
He is undismayed.
For him there is no pain in pain,
No pleasure in pleasure.
Only those who are like him
Can know his exaltation.
He has no form.
His form is emptiness.
He is constant and pure.
He has no sense of duty,
Which only binds men to the world.
A king or a woman
Or someone he dearly loves,
He is without desire.
And when he honors
A god or a holy place
Or a man versed in the scriptures,
There is no longing in his heart.
None at all!
He is unperturbed
Even when his servants despise him,
Or his wives, sons, and grandsons mock him.
Even when his whole family makes fun of him,
He is undismayed.
For him there is no pain in pain,
No pleasure in pleasure.
Only those who are like him
Can know his exaltation.
He has no form.
His form is emptiness.
He is constant and pure.
He has no sense of duty,
Which only binds men to the world.
Your real nature is one perfect, free, and actionless consciousness, the all-pervading, unattached to anything, desireless, at peace. It appears through illusion as the world. Knowing that all this is an illusion, one becomes free from desire, pure receptivity and at peace, as if nothing existed.
All things arise,
Suffer change,
And pass away.
This is their nature.
When you know this,
Nothing perturbs you,
Nothing hurts you.
You become still.
It is easy.
God made all things.
There is only God.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
Clinging to nothing,
You become still.
Sooner or later,
Fortune or misfortune
May befall you.
When you know this,
You desire nothing,
You grieve for nothing.
Subduing the senses,
You are happy.
Whatever you do
Brings joy or sorrow,
Life or death.
When you know this,
You may act freely,
Without attachment.
For what is there to accomplish?
All sorrow comes from fear.
From nothing else.
When you know this,
You become free of it,
And desire melts away.
You become happy
And still.
“I am not the body,
Nor is the body mine.
I am awareness itself”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For what you have done
Or left undone.
You become one,
Perfect and indivisible.
“I am in all things,
From Brahma to a blade of grass.”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For success or failure
Or the mind’s inconstancy.
You are pure.
You are still.
The world with all its wonders
Is nothing.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
For you are awareness itself.
When you know in your heart
That there is nothing,
You are still.
Suffer change,
And pass away.
This is their nature.
When you know this,
Nothing perturbs you,
Nothing hurts you.
You become still.
It is easy.
God made all things.
There is only God.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
Clinging to nothing,
You become still.
Sooner or later,
Fortune or misfortune
May befall you.
When you know this,
You desire nothing,
You grieve for nothing.
Subduing the senses,
You are happy.
Whatever you do
Brings joy or sorrow,
Life or death.
When you know this,
You may act freely,
Without attachment.
For what is there to accomplish?
All sorrow comes from fear.
From nothing else.
When you know this,
You become free of it,
And desire melts away.
You become happy
And still.
“I am not the body,
Nor is the body mine.
I am awareness itself”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For what you have done
Or left undone.
You become one,
Perfect and indivisible.
“I am in all things,
From Brahma to a blade of grass.”
When you know this,
You have no thought
For success or failure
Or the mind’s inconstancy.
You are pure.
You are still.
The world with all its wonders
Is nothing.
When you know this,
Desire melts away.
For you are awareness itself.
When you know in your heart
That there is nothing,
You are still.
Seeing to this,
Neglecting that,
Setting one thing against another...
Who is free of such cares?
When will they ever end?
Consider.
Without passion,
With dispassion,
Let go.
My child,
Rare is he, and blessed,
Who observes the ways of men
And gives up the desire
For pleasure and knowledge,
For life itself.
Nothing lasts.
Nothing is real.
It is all suffering,
Threefold affliction!
It is all beneath contempt.
Know this.
Give it up.
Be still.
Neglecting that,
Setting one thing against another...
Who is free of such cares?
When will they ever end?
Consider.
Without passion,
With dispassion,
Let go.
My child,
Rare is he, and blessed,
Who observes the ways of men
And gives up the desire
For pleasure and knowledge,
For life itself.
Nothing lasts.
Nothing is real.
It is all suffering,
Threefold affliction!
It is all beneath contempt.
Know this.
Give it up.
Be still.
Some believe in existence.
Others believe nothing exists.
Rare is the one who believes nothing
And is never confused.
Others believe nothing exists.
Rare is the one who believes nothing
And is never confused.
Everyone is miserable from efforts (to attain something) and no one knows it...
By this intruction alone, blessed one attains liberation from cycling patterns of mind...
By this intruction alone, blessed one attains liberation from cycling patterns of mind...