Human beings judge one another by their external actions. God judges them by their moral choices.
The body is the vehicle, consciousness the driver. Yoga is the path, and the chakras are the map.
Mind severed from body, culture from planet- to lose our ground is to lose our home.
We cannot enter the realm of the heart where one gender, representing half of the human race, is subordinated, suppressed, or forgotten. In fact, such a system negatively affects both men and women, holding us all back from true integration, collaboration, and union.
Ascetic spirituality is a symptom of the very disease which it intends to cure.
The material world may be nothing but illusion.
Human consciousness is now being drawn inexorably toward the same issues, the gaze of collective attention focused like never before.
We urgently need an end to these false assurances, to the sugar coating of unpalatable facts. It is the public that is being asked to assume the risks that the insect controllers calculate. The public must decide whether it wishes to continue on the present road, and it can do so only when in full possession of the facts.
The artistic temperament is particularly unhelpful if it is just that, with no end product.
The greatest judgment which God himself can, in the present life, inflict upon a man is to leave him in the hand of his own boasted 'free'-will.
She ran her gaze over his chest with frank appreciation. Then he shivered, realizing he hadn't really considered the weather. It was forty-five degrees max, but Chloe was giving him a go-on gesture with her hand. "All I have left is my pants," he said. "Yes, please. " "It's cold, Chloe. " She tilted her head. "Are you worried about shrinkage?" Well, he was now. -Chloe and Sawyer