It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out; it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.
– Robert W. Service
It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out; it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.
– Robert W. Service
When the speech of this dead person enters into the fire, breath into the air, the eye into the sun, the mind into the moon, the hearing into space, into the earth the body, into the ether the self, into the shrubs the hairs of the body, into the trees the hairs of the head, when the blood and the seed are deposited in the water, where is then that person?
Brihadaranyaka Upanishad, 3.2.13
We gain the strength of the temptation we resist.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
One to creation, one to the sun
One to the morning, one to the wonder
One to the air and the freshness we’re breathing
One to the Force and the change of the seasons
One to the mother from which all things come
One to the daughters, one to the sons
One to the father who helps us believe that
Nothing’s ever gonna harm you
One to the soldier who walks city streets, and
One to the soldier who fights over seas, and
One to the man who gets down on his knees and
Prays to God for protection please and
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
One to the woman, one to the man
One to the culture from the time that it began
One to destruction, one to birth
One for the people who still fight for the Earth
One to the people who suffer for the needs, and
One to the rebels, to the rock and to the beats, and
One to the healer who fights the disease, and
One to the Lorax who speaks for the trees, ’cause
No amount of money, no amount of man
Can bring back the life, what’s gone when it’s done and
One to the people who rise with the sun, and
One to the people who sleep when it’s gone
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
Life is too short to make just one decision
Music’s too loud for just one station
Love is too big for just one nation
AND GOD IS TOO BIG FOR JUST ONE RELIGION
One to the practice of being in the flow, and
One to the tears of the things we let go, and
One to the moment we live in right now, and
One to the East, West, North and South
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
To the East, to the West
To the North and South
To the East, to the West
One love people never gonna stop
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
All things seems upside down
The whole wide world keeps turning around
Love says: “I am everything”. Wisdom says: “I am nothing”. Between the two my life flows.
Nisargadatta Maharaj
(Chapter 57, Beyond the mind there is no suffering – I am that)