Úr Upanishad-ritunum

 

Part  5

The soul can be thought as the part of a point of a hair which divided by a hundred were divided by a hundred again; and yet in this living soul there is the seed of Infinity.

The soul is not a man, nor a woman, now what is neither a woman nor a man. When the soul takes the form of a body, by that same body the soul is bound.

The soul is born and unfolds in a body, with dreams and desires and the food of life. And then it is reborn in new bodies, in accordance with its former works.  

 

Maitri Upanishad

 

Hugleiðing um hugleiðslu

 

Meditation at that hour was freedom
and it was like entering into an unknown world of beauty and quietness;
it was a world without image, symbol or word, without waves of memory.
Love was the death of every minute,
and each death was the renewing of love.
It was not attachment, it had no roots, it flowered without cause,
and it was a flame that burned away the borders,
the carefully built fences of consciousness.
It was beauty beyond thought and feeling,
it was not put together on canvas, in words or in marble.
Meditation was joy and with it came a benediction.

 

J. Krishnamurti - Meditations

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