... perhaps one has to be very old before one learns how to be amused rather than shocked. Thanks to read more

... perhaps one has to be very old before one learns how to be amused rather than shocked. Thanks to Maria Marquis -Pearl S. Buck.

You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.

You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses. -Ziggy.

Penetration seems a kind of inspiration; it gives me an idea of prophecy.

Penetration seems a kind of inspiration; it gives me an idea of prophecy.

The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.

The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend. -Henri Bergson.

People believe I am what they see Me as, rather than what they do not see. But I am the read more

People believe I am what they see Me as, rather than what they do not see. But I am the Great Unseen, not what I cause Myself to be in any particular moment. In a sense, I am what I am not. It is from the Am-notness that I come, and to it I always return.

It is one of the commonest of mistakes to consider that the limit of our power of perception is also read more

It is one of the commonest of mistakes to consider that the limit of our power of perception is also the limit of all there is to perceive.

Do not say,"it is morning," and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as read more

Do not say,"it is morning," and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name. -Rabindranath Tagore.

That which happens in life is not as important as how you accept it. Walter Brueggeman -Unknown.

That which happens in life is not as important as how you accept it. Walter Brueggeman -Unknown.

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.