The Soul is Eternal

Experience of time arises only where there is consciousness of eternity. Our awareness of the impermanence of worldly existence presupposes an inborn understanding of what impermanence means: that which is not permanent. We must know permanence in order to judge something as impermanent. Therefore, we cannot recognize impermanence in the world without at once being … More The Soul is Eternal

We Are Home

We came upon a face concealed in the field, One which sees in all directions but is itself unseen. Our ride was an unborn longing, our journey long and burning, our company a scant scent from the farthest land, and a thousand faces of the Self in the shattered mirror of the heart. Now we … More We Are Home

Spiritual Experience

Human experience: Experience in which the subject is the spirit and the object is nature. Spiritual experience: Experience in which the subject and the object are both the Spirit. Nature is manifest Spirit. Spirit is unmanifest nature. Therefore, human experience is by nature a spiritual experience; it is the Spirit looking at its own image … More Spiritual Experience

The Passing

All things pass but the passing. All things appear and disappear in the passing, but the passing itself neither appears nor disappears. The Real is neither a this nor a that, neither a here nor a there; The Real is this passing, and this passing is all that is real. Truth is a verb. This … More The Passing

Refining the Soul

A refined soul is developed by proximity to refined things, by being around other refined souls, by seeking its meaning in refined art and literature, in refined music and cinema. The soul, like a plant to the sun, grows and blossoms by being exposed to beauty, and it crumples and degenerates when it is surrounded … More Refining the Soul

My Perennials

I see, and I see from a dimension into which no creature can look. I roll in plain sight but who is to see my face! What keeps me concealed from view is the pure simplicity of my nature. What brings me into view is the pure simplicity of your nature. Some have sought me … More My Perennials

Sakina

This world is in the imagination of a King sitting on the throne. He wonders “what’s it like to be a subject,” and then he becomes a subject; he falls into the damned river of time and finds himself in a world. The King that rules the Void becomes the void, and he became the … More Sakina