Quotes About Transformation

the Lord sometimes lets things happen to break the hardness . . . to make a heart pliable again.

If you go back in time 18 years, I was driving the packages to the post office myself, and we were very primitive.

As the blazing fire reduces wood to ashes, similarly, the fire of Self-knowledge reduces all Karma to ashes.

Meditation is a process of getting rid of the whole past, of getting rid of all diseases, of getting rid of all the pus that has gathered in you. It is painful, but it is cleansing, and there is no other way to cleanse you.

Meditation makes you innocent, it makes you childlike. In that state, miracles are possible. That state is pure magic.

Once you start drinking a little of meditativeness, a little of love, you start growing wings.

Meditation is not growth of the ego, it is death of the ego.

Passing through the fire of meditation, everything that is not your authentic reality, everything that is borrowed, will be burned away.

Meditation, perhaps, is the only alchemy that can transform a beggar into an emperor.

The process of meditation does not take you to some new world; it only introduces you to the world where you have been for lives upon lives. The process of meditation does not add anything to you; it only takes away what is wrong, cuts it away, sheds it off.

Arjuna, before understanding the Bhagavad-gita, was a fighter, and after understanding the Bhagavad-gita he remained a fighter.

The you that goes in one side of the meditation experience is not the same you that comes out the other side.

The Bodhi Tree Grows in L.A.

The effort of the genuine spiritual seeker should be to cultivate love until the mind becomes saturated by it.

Watch me re-position the stars.

When I knew a thing or two, pride kept me blind. I was a like a rutting buck, mind so stained I imagined "I'm a buddha." Then bit by bit I approached the truly wise-minded and saw myself a fool-- pride was a fever that finally broke.

Kindness can turn the bad man's heart, and fools convert to wise, Make poison into nectar-juice, and friends of enemies.

Like as our outworn garments we discard, And other new ones don; So doth the Soul these bodies doff when marred And others new put on.

We become decrepit with age, but not so Desire. Infirmity assails us, the skin wrinkles, The hair whitens, the body becomes crooked, Old age comes on. Desire alone grows younger every day.

Man is an actor who plays various parts: First comes a boy, then out a lover starts; His garb is changed for, lo! a beggar?s rags; Then he?s a merchant with full money-bags; Anon, an aged sire, wrinkled and lean; At last Death drops the curtain on the scene.*

Suppose I shaved off my hair and beard, put on the yellow robe, and went forth from the house life into homelessness?

A spiritual tradition is not a shallow stream in which one can wet one's feet and then beat a quick retreat to the shore. It is a mighty, tumultuous river which would rush through the entire landscape of one's life, and if one truly wishes to travel on it, one must be courageous enough to launch one's boat and head out for the depths.

Though your sins are like scarlet, They will be made as white as snow; Though they are as red as crimson cloth, They will become like wool.

Art and poetry are humbling in their power to make us bigger people. (From JFK: The Last Speech book)