Meditation Articles Series

I don't feel like writing a poem,
Instead, I will light the incense-burning vessel
Filled with myrrh, jasmine, and frankincense,
And the poem will grow in my heart
Like the flowers in my garden.

Look in the perfume of flowers
and of nature for peace of mind
and joy of life.

Life is about striking a balance - between action and stillness, giving and taken. Often we find ourselves caught in a wheel of constant activity. Musing over the words in these pages will put the world in perspective and reconnect with the living spirit around you. Fine your own serenity with The Gift of Inner Peace.

To meditate is to listen
with a receptive heart.

Meditate.
Live purely. Be quiet.
Do your work with mastery.
Like the moon, come out
from behind the clouds!
Shine.

If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come.

This is love: to fly toward
A secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall
each moment.
First to let go of life.
In the end, to take a step without feet.

The universe is moved by a power which cycles endlessly from day to day. Such greatness endures for all time. As in heaven, so on earth.

You can out-distance that which is running after you, but not what is running inside you.

He who knows other men is learned;
He who knows himself is enlightened.

If a man wishes to be sure of the road he treads on, he must close his eyes and walk in the dark.

Tranquillity! Thou better name
Than of the family of fame.

Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is not power,
The light that is in darkness,
The Shade in dazzling light.

It is not joy nor sorrow,
But that which is between,
It is not might nor morrow,
But that which joins them in.

This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Split the atom's heart, and lo!
Within it thou wilt find a sun.

When there is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you.

Returning to the source is serenity.

At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.

It's the rose's unfolding...that creates the desire to see- In every color and circumstance, may the eyes be open for what comes.

Compassionate toward yourself, you reconcile all beings in the world.

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

May the sun bring you new energy by day, May the moon softly restore you by night, May the rain wash away your worries, May the breeze blow new strength into your being, May you walk gently through the world and know its beauty all the days of your life.

They were careful as someone crossing an iced-over stream. Alert as a warrior in enemy territory. Courteous as a guest. Fluid as melting ice. Shapeable as a block of wood. Receptive as a valley. Clear as a glass of water. Do you have the patience to wait till your mud settles and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving till the right action arises by itself? The Master doesn't seek fulfillment. Not seeking, not expecting, she is present, and can welcome all things.

I am part of all that I have met.

Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story

The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.

The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious of the rose.