We have a life span, we too have a spiritual span. We are mortal, yet we are also immortal, our soul, our spirit. Who are you? Why are you here? Where are you going? Can you understand our immortal spirit that is encased inside a mortal body? Can you accept that I am you and you are me? No matter what name you all call yourselves, we all call ourselves "I"... That "I" is the gift of the Divine, we are all a spark of the Divine!
Friday, May 23, 2008
All beings are flowers strung on the selfsame string to make a multi colored garland for the Lord.
All beings are flowers strung on the selfsame string to make a multi colored garland for the Lord. You talk of international understanding, but it can come only, when the idea of difference and separateness inherent in the world and nation disappears and when man sees the God in all men. Religions are many, but the road is the same; flowers are many, but worship is the same; professions are many, but, living is the same. Life is an oblation poured in the fire of time.