A room with a view
No·Mad
– Mooji
Sun and Life, 1947, Frida Kahlo
You’re witnessing the Universe’s frescos on the humble person of Jupiter. On the last photo, you observe a love story between the magnetic field of a pole and charged particules of the deep wild space. Their rotative dance is so passionate that it glows, crowning Jupiter of their love.
In a fevered state, you project a past and a future onto the present moment. The present is boundless yet you persist in clinging to these projections. With a cool mind investigate carefully from where they come and go and discover the timeless reality behind them.
Nisargadatta Maharaj
The mind wants to land, to fixate, to hold a concept, but the only way you can be really free is by not fixating. That’s part of true maturity, and it’s one of the hardest things for spiritual people who have had true and powerful revelations to go through - to accept the degree of surrender needed to literally let go of all experience and all self-reference. Even in great revelations, there is almost always something that wants to claim, “I am this.” Every time you claim, “I am this”, you just claimed another sense perception, thought, emotion, or feeling.
Adyashanti (via davejwatson)
A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.
William Shakespeare (via goodreadss)
“A finger points at the moon, but the moon is not at the tip of the finger. Words point at the truth, but the truth is not in words.”
— Huineng
Love came, and became like blood in my body. It rushed through my veins and encircled my heart.
Everywhere I looked, I saw one thing. Love’s name written on my limbs, on my left palm, on my forehead, on the back of my neck, on my right big toe.
Oh, my friend, all that you see of me is just a shell, and the rest belongs to love.
~ Rumi
there is no audience to perform for, there is no approval, no admiration to attain. there is no role worth playing, there is no one to convince. let it go
What do we mean when we say that the mind wanders? Simply that thought is everlastingly enticed from one attraction to another, from one association to another, and is in constant agitation. Is it possible for thought to come to an end?
J. Krishnamurti (via thebuddhistmind)
“I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.”
Agatha Christie (via goodreadss)
by Song Jue, Metropolitan Museum of Art: Asian Art
Bequest of John M. Crawford Jr., 1988 Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, NY Medium: Album leaf; ink on paper
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