Whatever happens - ultimately, life corrects itself.

Your history is animal. Your future is divinity. Right now, you are like a pendulum, swinging between the two.

To simply sit here and know the tenderness of being alive means being drenched in love.

A devotee has no agenda of his own. For him, the object of devotion is everything.

All beliefs will crash somewhere. Only reality will sustain itself.

Devotion is the spark that can fire up your chemistry and energy to such a level that it creates an explosion of ecstasy within you.

Your body and your mind can be receptacles to perceive the whole cosmos - if only you do not identify yourself with them.