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Knowledge is no guarantee of wisdom but prideful ignorance is proof of its absence.
Watch your Thoughts for they become Words
Watch your Words for they become Actions
Watch your Actions for they become Habits
Watch your Habits for they become your Character
And Watch your Character for it becomes your Destiny
Watch your Words for they become Actions
Watch your Actions for they become Habits
Watch your Habits for they become your Character
And Watch your Character for it becomes your Destiny
The sincerest form of love.
"What is love?" the little child asked the wise man.
"Love is to give people what they need, not what they want", he answered.
"What is love?" the little child asked the wise man.
"Love is to give people what they need, not what they want", he answered.
Half of your beauty comes from the way you treat people.
"A man and his wife traveled to the zoo. They found a monkey that played passionately with his female. His wife told him: "what a romance."
Then they found a lion and his lioness separated from each other; the lion silent and alone in his corner as if the lioness did not exist. His wife told him: "what a sad scene without love."
Her husband then told her: "throw that stone at the lioness and watch." When she threw it down, the lion leaped roaring to defend his lioness. They saw the monkeys again and she did the same by throwing a stone; the monkey then jumped and abandoned his female to save his hide.
Her husband tells her later: "do not be fooled by what you see as romanticism in some, many times it is a deceptive appearance that hides an empty heart; there are others on the contrary who do not show anything, but their hearts are full of sincere love ".
Unfortunately today we have so many monkeys, and so few lions ...
Then they found a lion and his lioness separated from each other; the lion silent and alone in his corner as if the lioness did not exist. His wife told him: "what a sad scene without love."
Her husband then told her: "throw that stone at the lioness and watch." When she threw it down, the lion leaped roaring to defend his lioness. They saw the monkeys again and she did the same by throwing a stone; the monkey then jumped and abandoned his female to save his hide.
Her husband tells her later: "do not be fooled by what you see as romanticism in some, many times it is a deceptive appearance that hides an empty heart; there are others on the contrary who do not show anything, but their hearts are full of sincere love ".
Unfortunately today we have so many monkeys, and so few lions ...
Attached to nothing,
Connected to everything.
Connected to everything.
Anything that costs you your peace is too expensive.
Evidence is overrated.
Intuition is underrated.
Intuition is underrated.
Fear does not prevent death.
It prevents life.
It prevents life.
Don't cling to a mistake just because you spent a lot of time making it.
No matter how long you have traveled in the wrong direction you can always turn around.
The lover of his craft converts it into art.
The Four Wives
There was a rich merchant who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.
He also loved the third wife very much. He was very proud of her and always wanted to show her off to his friends. However, the merchant was always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.
He too, loved his second wife. She was a very considerate person, always patient and in fact was the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his second wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.
Now, the merchant's first wife was a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.
One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have four wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"
Thus, he asked the fourth wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the fourth wife and she walked away without another word. The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart.
The sad merchant then asked the third wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the third wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.
He then asked the second wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the second wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.
Then a voice called out: "I'll live with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."
The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have!"
Actually, we all have four wives in our lives.
The fourth wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leaves us when we die.
Our third wife are our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.
The second wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
The first wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure. Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament.
There was a rich merchant who had four wives. He loved the fourth wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.
He also loved the third wife very much. He was very proud of her and always wanted to show her off to his friends. However, the merchant was always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.
He too, loved his second wife. She was a very considerate person, always patient and in fact was the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his second wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.
Now, the merchant's first wife was a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.
One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have four wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"
Thus, he asked the fourth wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the fourth wife and she walked away without another word. The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart.
The sad merchant then asked the third wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the third wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.
He then asked the second wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the second wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.
Then a voice called out: "I'll live with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."
The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have!"
Actually, we all have four wives in our lives.
The fourth wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leaves us when we die.
Our third wife are our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.
The second wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
The first wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure. Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament.
As a fighter in the martial arts, you must transform energy rather than suppress it. Suppressing energy is force against force. If you are the weaker force, you get destroyed -- one force completely dominates the other. Instead, the idea is to allow both to exist by transforming both into different states.
An aging master grew tired of his apprentice’s complaints. One morning, he sent him to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told him to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.
“How does it taste?” the master asked.
“Bitter,” said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said, “Now drink from the lake.”
As the water dripped down the young man’s chin, the master asked, “How does it taste?”
“Fresh,” remarked the apprentice.
“Do you taste the salt?” asked the master.
“No,” said the young man. At this the master sat beside this serious young man, and explained softly,
“The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”
“How does it taste?” the master asked.
“Bitter,” said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said, “Now drink from the lake.”
As the water dripped down the young man’s chin, the master asked, “How does it taste?”
“Fresh,” remarked the apprentice.
“Do you taste the salt?” asked the master.
“No,” said the young man. At this the master sat beside this serious young man, and explained softly,
“The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”
15. How long should inquiry be practised?
As long as there are impressions of objects in the mind, so long the
inquiry "Who am I?" is required. As thoughts arise they should be
destroyed then and there in the very place of their origin, through
inquiry. If one resorts to contemplation of the Self unintermittently,
until the Self is gained, that alone would do. As long as there are
enemies within the fortress, they will continue to sally forth; if they
are destroyed as they emerge, the fortress will fall into our hands.
16. What is the nature of the Self?
What exists in truth is the Self alone. The world, the individual soul,
and God are appearances in it. like silver in mother-of-pearl, these
three appear at the same time, and disappear at the same time. The Self
is that where there is absolutely no "I" thought. That is called
"Silence". The Self itself is the world; the Self itself is "I"; the
Self itself is God; all is Siva, the Self..................From the
SPIRITUAL TEACHING of RAMANA MAHARSHI Introduction by C.G.Jung chapter:
LGH
As long as there are impressions of objects in the mind, so long the
inquiry "Who am I?" is required. As thoughts arise they should be
destroyed then and there in the very place of their origin, through
inquiry. If one resorts to contemplation of the Self unintermittently,
until the Self is gained, that alone would do. As long as there are
enemies within the fortress, they will continue to sally forth; if they
are destroyed as they emerge, the fortress will fall into our hands.
16. What is the nature of the Self?
What exists in truth is the Self alone. The world, the individual soul,
and God are appearances in it. like silver in mother-of-pearl, these
three appear at the same time, and disappear at the same time. The Self
is that where there is absolutely no "I" thought. That is called
"Silence". The Self itself is the world; the Self itself is "I"; the
Self itself is God; all is Siva, the Self..................From the
SPIRITUAL TEACHING of RAMANA MAHARSHI Introduction by C.G.Jung chapter:
LGH
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The more you sweat in practice. The less you bleed in battle!
When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile
Be a spiritual pyromaniac ! Don't transform one kind of karma into another kind of karma...Just burn into ashes whichever karma comes your way! Burn the very seeds of Karma!
When the breath is controlled, the mind is controlled. When Prana is met and conquered, one gains ascendancy over death.
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