There is no mistaking love. You feel it in your heart. It is the common fiber of life, the flame that heats our soul, energizes our spirit, and supplies passion to our lives.
Every individual human being born on this earth has the capacity to become a unique and special person, unlike any who has ever existed before or ever will exist again.
We cannot find peace if we are afraid of the windstorms of life.
I have learned there is no joy without hardship. There is no pleasure without pain. Would we know the comfort of peace without the distress of war?
I think that as you evolve spiritually, automatically your body tells you what is acceptable for your body and what is not.
I think modern medicine has become like a prophet offering a life free of pain. It is nonsense. The only thing I know that truly heals people is unconditional love.
Begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it were the only one we had.
We point to our unhappy circumstances to rationalize our negative feelings. This is the easy way out. It takes, after all, very little effort to feel victimized.
dying nowadays is more gruesome in many ways, namely, more lonely, mechanical, and dehumanized; at times it is even difficult to determine technically when the time of death has occurred.
Those who have been immersed in the tragedy of massive death during wartime, and who have faced it squarely, never allowing their senses and feelings to become numbed and indifferent, have emerged from their experiences with growth and humanness greater than that achieved through almost any other means.
If, on the other hand, you listen to your own inner voice, to your own inner wisdom, which is far greater than anyone else's as far as you are concerned, you will not go wrong, and you will know what to do with your life. Then time is no longer relevant.
Live, so you do not have to look back and say: 'God, how I have wasted my life.'
Death is simply a shedding of the physical body, like the butterfly coming out of a cocoon. . . . It's like putting away your winter coat when spring comes.
Paul Brunton's Notebooks are a veritable treasure-trove of philosophic-spiritual wisdom.
Negativity can only feed on negativity.
Dying is something we human beings do continuously, not just at the end of our physical lives on this earth.
"...All events are blessings given to us to learn from and therefore we should be grateful for the opportunity to grow and evolve into our best selves."
It's not the end of the physical body that should worry us. Rather our concern must be to live while we're alive.
What is important is to realize that whether we understand fully who we are or what will happen when we die, it's our purpose to grow as human beings, to look within ourselves, to find and build upon that source of peace and understanding and strength that is our individual self. And then to reach out to others with love and acceptance and patient guidance in the hope of what we may become together.
It is difficult to accept death in this society because it is unfamiliar. In spite of the fact that it happens all the time, we never see it.
Mankind's greatest gift... is that we have free choice.
Fear and Guilt are the only enemies of man.
We need to teach the next generation of children from day one that they are responsible for their lives.
Dying is an integral part of life, as natural and predictable as being born. But whereas birth is cause for celebration, death has become a dreaded and unspeakable issue to be avoided by every means possible in our modern society. Perhaps it is that.
Lots of my dying patients say they grow in bounds and leaps, and finish all the unfinished business. But assisting a suicide is cheating them of these lessons, like taking a student out of school before final exams. That's not love, it's projecting your own unfinished business