I wish I could see Your world, Your beauty therein unfurled, Those forms Your Face displays, On them in sheer joy to gaze. Grant, please, this my request, If this for me is for the best.

Holding me in Your embrace, Your world I can bravely face.

Ah the crimes in faith’s name done, Driven by tales that they have spun, Vast millions trapped in their snare, To question them, they don’t dare, Being told that for this they’ll face, Divine wrath and awful disgrace, In this world, and when they die, On meeting God high up in the sky, If they ask, or even simply doubt, What their stories are really about. Hate, even wars, of a deadly type, And crimes of almost every stripe, Fear and misery, also madness, rife, Almost every

Changing contexts to you I give, In each for a while you must live, It's there that you must be and do For that while what I will for you.

Over a period of some years, I had accumulated a fairly large personal library. I had spent much time, and also quite some money, in building this collection, which contained maybe a few thousand books. My general practice is that after I’m through with a book, I dispose of it if and when I can, by either selling it or gifting it. But despite having sold or gifted several books, I still had a huge number left in my collection, unread. Were I to read them all with care, it mig

"Search for Me not in a shrine or book, I’m inside yourself, just turn and look! Not far to find Me do you need to go, I’m closer than you think you know! Leave all creeds and forms far behind, And lo! Within yourself Me you’ll find!"

What do we need to achieve, Given that very soon we’ll leave? All we’ll carry is our life’s record, Nothing else can we take aboard!

When you have nothing to do, Do nothing a moment or two, Or more than that if it can be so, And non-doing’s great bliss know.

In You, with Your grace, Is for me the best place.

What need is there to fear When I know You’re ever near? Let me, then, be in good cheer!

Come, listen to the Inner Guide, It’s always true, it’s never lied. Do what to you It might tell, Rest assured that all is well.

Soon, it will be my turn To our Lord to return. Any greater joy can there be For the two of us, Him and me?

If You are at all times with Me, What thing better can there be?

What is the state of being of a newly-born infant? How does it see itself and the world around it? Does it even have a sense of self, distinct from its surroundings, including other selves? People who have studied these matters may have their own views, but, speaking for myself personally, since my conscious memory does not go so far back as to when I was just born, or even many months after, I have no idea what my state of being then was. But that said, intuitively I feel th

Heed the Inner Voice and obey, To live life, this is the best way!

We come here, live and then die. Have you ever wondered why? Why all this must we undergo? Does any person really know? For us a mystery it may remain As long as we’re on Earth’s plane.

Where You will, us You place On Your vast Earth’s surface.

It’s not a question you should do, But of what God does through you.

All I must do Is what You tell me to, Neither less, nor more: That's what I’m here for.

Listening to God: A Simple & Easy Way God loves communicating and uses many different ways to do so. God has always communicated with all beings and does so even now. This means that God communicates with all of us, at all times, even today. (It is a different matter, though, if we do not always or even often pay attention to God communicating with us or are even completely unaware of the fact that God actually does so.) God is present everywhere, including within us. This