Let every thought come and hug you, but you don't hug anything. Then, gradually, the noise will start to back off.

Let the world call you lazy for not running about like a frightened ghost. Just be quiet inside yourself. Don't bother about knowing how things should be and simply begin observing without prejudice, projections or desires. Notice how life flows of its own accord. Nothing here is a chaos, but a harmony. You are already inside this flow.

Our illness is often our healing.

All experiences come and go. What witnesses experiencing itself?

Nothing belongs to you or me. Nothing belongs. Everything, everything, everything simply IS.

Satsang is here to wash off the minds face and to reveal the face of God

The way of the mind is to study many things; the way of the Beingness is to focus on one thing.