All your restlessness is out of your desire for stillness..

“All your restlessness is out of your desire for stillness
Just desire restlessly, then, love will fill and still you.
All your unhealthiness is out of your desire for health,
Just abandon health, then, even poison will heal you…”
~Rumi
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Your true being …

Your true being exists prior to the arising of any concept. Can you, as an object, understand something that existed prior to the arising of a concept? In the absence of consciousness, is there any proof of the existence of anything? Consciousness itself is mind, is thought, is all phenomena, all manifestation. Apprehending this is being dead to ‘I am the body’ while alive. This kind of knowledge comes only in a rare case, and is a very elusive kind of knowledge where no effort is necessary; in fact, effort itself is a hindrance. It is intuitive understanding.”~ Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

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When love beckons to you …

“When love beckons to you follow it, Though it’s ways are hard and steep. And when it’s wings enfold you yield to it, Though the sword hidden among it’s pinions may wound you. And when it speaks to you believe in it, Though it’s voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall it crucify you. Even as it is for your growth so is it for your pruning. Even as it ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall it descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth……

But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor, Into the season-less world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.”

But if you love and must  have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully.” ― Kahlil Gibran, Le Prophète

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