Growth & Wellness

~ Growth & Wellness

Whenever we have had to do something about our lives, we have taken it into our hands. Whenever it comes to other people’s misfortunes, we have a word to explain it: destiny.

~ Growth & Wellness

मेरी ज़िम्मेदारी की कोई सीमा नहीं है’ यों कहते हुए निरीक्षण कीजिए। चेतनापूर्वक हर घटना का उत्तर देना होगा। चौबीस घंटे में आपका रक्तचाप कम हो जाएगा। मन में शांति छा जाएगी। प्रेम खिल उठेगा। आनंद का स्रोत फूट पड़ेगा। इसे आप अपने अनुभव में जी सकते हैं।

~ Growth & Wellness

Happiness is just your constant state of existence. And this is the end of suffering.

~ Growth & Wellness

The word “linga” means “the form.” When creation began to happen, or when the unmanifest became manifest, the first form that it assumed was that of an ellipsoid, or a three-dimensional ellipse, which is what we call a linga. It started as an ellipsoid, and then took on many other shapes and forms. If you go into deep states of meditativeness, you will find that before a point of absolute dissolution, once again the energy takes on the form of a linga.

~ Growth & Wellness

If you manage a situation, not just things happening there, people should feel elevated just being in that space. Above all, you must feel wonderful being there.

~ Growth & Wellness

On a certain day, a bull and a pheasant were gracing on a field. The bull was gracing and the pheasant was picking ticks off the bull—a perfect partnership. Looking at the huge tree at the edge of the field, the pheasant said, "Alas, there was a time I could fly to the topmost branch of the tree. Now I do not have enough strength in my wing to even get to the first branch."The bull said nonchalantly, "Just eat a little bit of my dung every day, and watch what happens. Within two weeks, you’ll get to the top."The pheasant said, "Oh come on, that’s rubbish. What kind of nonsense is that?"The bull said, "Try it and see. The whole of humanity is onto it."Very hesitantly, the pheasant started pecking. And lo, on the very first day, he reached the first branch. Within a fortnight, he had reached the topmost branch. He sat there, just beginning to enjoy the scenery.The old farmer, rocking on his rocking chair, saw a fat old pheasant on top of the tree. He pulled out his shotgun and shot the bird off the tree.Moral of the story: bullshit may get you to the top, but it never lets you stay there!