The Flowering Of Love Is Meditation.

Love Is Not Of The Mind, It Is Not In The Net Of Thought, It Cannot Be Sought Out, Cultivated, Cherished; It Is There When The Mind Is Silent And The Heart Is Empty Of The Things Of The Mind.

Religion, It Seems To Me, Has Nothing Whatsoever To Do With Any Belief, With Any Priest, With Any Church Or So-called Sacred Book. The State Of The Religious Mind Can Be Understood Only When We Begin To Understand What Beauty Is; And The Understanding Of Beauty Must Be Approached Through Total Aloneness.

Be A Light Unto Oneself

If There Is No Order In Your Relationship With Your Wife, With Your Husband, With Your Children, With Your Neighbour - Whether That Neighbour Is Near Or Very Far Away - Forget About Meditation.

How Do You Listen? Do You Listen With Your Projections, Through Your Projection, Through Your Ambitions, Desire, Fears, Anxieties, Through Hearing Only What You Want To Hear, Only What Will Be Satisfactory, What Will Gratify, What Will Give Comfort, What Will For The Moment Alleviate Your Suffering? If You Listen Through The Screen Of Your Desires, Then You Obviously Listen To Your Own Voice.