The Hardness of Truth

1. Imagine this: rising early, bathing, purified, you stand at the ocean's edge and offer yourself to the dawn sky, losing yourself in her embrace. What measure could contain the joy of that moment?

2. If one were to touch God perpetually, even fate itself would turn its wheel in a new direction; and yet such is human nature that we know not how many lifetimes must pass before we grasp this simple truth!

3. Each dawn brings a new sun to this earth, and standing then upon the shore, gazing toward the sky, it seems as though some unknown, immortal messenger of light descends to the boundary of our daily, dust-laden life of joy and sorrow...

4. To surrender oneself to the Almighty—to offer up the whole of life and become His alone—day by day, moment by moment, this supreme truth seems to unfold in every deed, thought, emotion, and breath of existence...the light around us becomes like air itself. Why should not our life become a wondrous bridge between heaven and earth?

5. He comes—and then, sudden as a shock, He vanishes! To hold Him in this body, mind, and soul is terribly hard—a treasure won through impossible austerity. That divine touch of light stays in this mortal vessel only for an instant.

6. The most wonderful thing in all creation—humanity...resolute with each sunrise to move forward. Though caught in a thousand tangled currents, buffeted and gasping, they do not sit at the door of their misfortune crying out in despair. They journey on, bearing a vast weight upon their shoulders—yet holding consciousness aloft at the beckoning of some distant star.

7. Those who become great in this world do not sway to the petty joys and sorrows of the world. No trivial thing can bind their hearts. The wail of daily pain does not dim the light burning in their eyes—only the radiance of a future dream shines there.

8. After wandering a thousand paths, turning countless corners, thinking long and deep, I have seen this—the great mantra of life is named: Shantam—Peace!

Whatever happens, whatever I do, in rising and sitting, in walking and returning, in sleep and waking, let me not forget—to reach the far shore of all the world's mysteries, one need only become still and dwell in peace!

Shantam—peace alone—is the key to the lion gate of joy itself...

9. A person's nature does not transform overnight!

Only through countless blows of the hammer does character change—let time be consumed, let struggle wound us through! What loss is it? Who can stop us from crossing death's barbed wire and reaching the door of tomorrow's Mother at her golden temple?

10. People or no people!

Humans dress themselves in fine garments and ornament themselves, yet within them that ancient beast's throne remains unswerving...unmoved...unblemished!

And yet this very human will one day become greater than the gods. This earth will become paradise. We live sustained by this great promise!

To plunge into a higher life—is that so simple? In this world, only a few hearts, transcending their own pride, receive the touchstone of fire for a divine existence!

11. Truth is hard. So the heart too—though the work is difficult—must learn to embrace truth. Dwelling on this earth, there is no treasure worth desiring save One alone! If we pour this body, mind, and soul into seeking Him, one day all shall be found as kin of our own self...for He dwells within all!

12. The love of all the world has gathered in the Mother's breast...and thus she is the Mother of the Universe!

And yet she is alone—solitary...her heart spans the cosmos, and who else in this world stands as solitary as she!