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 present moment with all that’s happening in and around it is a canvas with some paint on the side. It is up to me how to look at it and what to make of it. Heaven and hell are not places in this world or the other world; they are the reflections to myself … More Hell is Blindness in Heaven
Serenity is not a state of the world but a state of the soul. When we associate serenity with the state of things outside of us, we put ourselves in a situation where we have to constantly manipulate those things; we corner ourselves into a state of constant strife and struggle with the things of … More Finding Serenity in Chaos
When the sun comes up, the earth is flooded with its light; it illumines and uncovers the ugly and the beautiful alike; this is not a fault of light; neither is light defiled by illumining the defiled. It’s the nature of sun to shine and to show all things without discrimination. However, I, this changing … More Flooded by Light
All my life I had been plagued with a fundamental need to know, to know not in quantities but that by knowing which everything else is known. And one night the Great Void reached out and took me into the Open and told me the great secret, and then I knew. Now I have come … More There is Nothing to Know
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
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
It is quite a bullshit theory that there are among us humans some that cope better with life’s surprises than others, that it is possible for a man or a woman to fully live life on life’s terms. The whole of human civilization, with all of its scientific, philosophical, and artistic adventures is nothing but … More We Rise Above
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
My dear friend, what is fallible is also the infallible. What is here is also there, and what is temporal is also the eternal. What is veiled is at once the most obvious. The unseen is the most seen, and the unheard is the most heard. That which is the ground of speech, that which … More The Eye of the Eternal
