When we reach out to the first bright light of the morning sun and stretch our arms to embrace it, we will experience immense joy. We just need to stretch our arms, and to welcome it within every cell and our being with love and enthusiasm. We will need to let go of all the inhibitions and let loose of all restrictions. The more we practice doing this, the closer we get to believe that the whole universe resides in us, in you.” You are not a drop in an ocean but the entire ocean in a drop.”Happiness is not an achievement; it is a realization. It is not a destination; we sense it throughout our journey. Happiness doesn’t depend on what we have or what we don’t have, it depends on what we are deep within us. When we stop constantly fighting back with what we are, when we realize that we are imperfectly the most perfect human ever created in the history of mankind. We realize our uniqueness. We can never make or produce happiness; we can only discover it because it has always been there around us and in our totality. Pure bliss has never happened to anyone through achievements, it happens when we drop the very idea of running behind, even running behind happiness and then we realize that we are complete and total, exactly as we are.This is how I write my bliss in black and white…
When we reach out to the first bright light of the morning sun and stretch our arms to embrace it, we will experience immense joy. We just need to stretch our arms, and to welcome it within every cell and our being with love and enthusiasm. We will need to let go of all the inhibitions and let loose of all restrictions. The more we practice doing this, the closer we get to believe that the whole universe resides in us, in you.” You are not a drop in an ocean but the entire ocean in a drop.”Happiness is not an achievement; it is a realization. It is not a destination; we sense it throughout our journey. Happiness doesn’t depend on what we have or what we don’t have, it depends on what we are deep within us. When we stop constantly fighting back with what we are, when we realize that we are imperfectly the most perfect human ever created in the history of mankind. We realize our uniqueness. We can never make or produce happiness; we can only discover it because it has always been there around us and in our totality. Pure bliss has never happened to anyone through achievements, it happens when we drop the very idea of running behind, even running behind happiness and then we realize that we are complete and total, exactly as we are.This is how I write my bliss in black and white…