A quote and a question from Neale Donald Walsch about life

  Life is about your soul, not about your body and not about your mind.   Most people work hard to keep the body happy. Then they seek to stimulate their mind. Then…if there is time… they look after their soul. Yet the most beneficial priority has it just the other way around.   When…

Poems: “Question” by Anna Kamienska

What’s it like to be a human the bird asked I myself don’t know it’s being held prisoner by your skin while reaching infinity   being a captive of your scrap of time while touching eternity   being hopelessly uncertain and helplessly hopeful   being a needle of frost and a handful of heat  …

A quote from the Upanishads on our immortal self

Like two birds of golden plumage, inseparable companions, the individual self and the immortal Self are perched on branches of the selfsame tree. The former tastes of the sweet and bitter fruits of the tree; the latter, tasting of neither, calmly observes.  ―The Upanishads

A quote from Neale Donald Walsch about “illness”

Illness is not a sign of spiritual weakness, but of spiritual strength.   When we fall ill there are some who will say, “Why did you create that for yourself?” They might convince you to see it as a sign of spiritual weakness or failure. It is not. It is a sign of spiritual strength….

Quote: “Judge Not Today” by Deepak Chopra

Judgment creates turbulence in our mind. When there is turbulence in our mind, then it interferes with the creativity of our soul. Creativity and judgment don’t go together. Judgment also means that letting go of the need to classify things, to call them either right or wrong, to label, to define, to describe, to evaluate,…

Spiritual Poems: “Divine Timing” by Trina Graves

Divine Timing August 4, 2020 Trina Graves2 Comments   Our physical lives are linear Is evidently, plainly true With many stages of our growth Counting years all the way through Baby, child, teen, adult Some years fast, some are slow Always in a set linear pattern Is the physical life we know But we are…

SHORT MYSTICAL POEMS BY OSHO on “The soul longings”

There is a music which has no sound, the soul is restless for such silent music. There is a love in which the body is not, the soul longs for such unembodied love. There is a truth which has no form, the soul longs for this formless truth.