True happiness cannot be found in things that change and pass away. Pleasure and pain alternate inexorably. Happiness comes from the Self and can be found in the Self only. Find your real Self and all else will come with it.
Everything is laid out for you.
Your path is straight ahead of you.
Sometimes it’s invisible but it’s there.
You may not know where it’s going,
but you have to follow that path.
It’s the path to the Creator.
It’s the only path there is.
My heart has become capable of every form:
It is a pasture for gazelles
And a monastery for Christian monks,
And the pilgrim’s Ka’ba,
And the tablets of the Torah,
And the book of the Koran.
I follow the religion of Love:
Whatever way love’s camel takes,
That is my religion, my faith.
There are a thousand flowers blossoming in spring,
The magical light of the full moon in autumn;
There is a breeze in summer,
And snow in winter;
And if vanities don’t hang in my mind,
I shall rejoice at any time and place.
One of the attributes of the saint is that he has no fear, for fear is anticipating some disagreeable event that might come or expecting that something beloved might pass away in the future. The saint is concerned only with the present moment. He has no future to fear.
