The Nature seems further to reply again and again, `I have ventured so great a stake as my success, in no single creature. I have not yet arrived at any end. The gardener aims to produce a fine peach, pear,Tulips and roses, but my aim is the health of the whole tree, — root, stem, leaf, flower, and seed, — and by no means the pampering of a monstrous pericarp at the expense of all the other functions.’
I saw the vast ocean of Beauty- sunrises, sunset, rivers, birds, animals; this beauty gives me Pure Silence. It feels like there is another world around me and I did not know where this beauty was leading me to, because from that moment I was not the same person, EVERY MOMENT I AM NEW BORN LIFE. I knew not how to name the feeling, but there was always a feeling, so beautiful and great and yet so hard to name the feeling, so my mood always lives in ‘AHA’- moments from that moment…
When the wish becomes action it becomes will, it becomes a command. One may think it is only one’s wish, but it is a wish as long as it is still. It is there, it has not sprung up, it is inactive, just like a seed in the ground: it is wish. But the moment the seed is coming out of the ground as a seedling and is in the process of becoming a plant, then it is a will.
There is a love that is like the light of the candle: blow, and it is gone. It can only remain as long as it is not blown, it cannot withstand blowing. There is a love that is like the sun that rises and reaches the zenith, and then sets and disappears. The duration of this love is longer. And there is a love that is like divine Intelligence, that was and is and will be. The closing and the opening of the eyes will not take away intelligence; the rising and the setting of the sun will not affect intelligence; the lighting and the putting out of the candle does not affect intelligence.
When that something which through the winds and storms endures and through the rise and fall stands firm – when that love is created – then a person’s language becomes different; the world cannot understand it. Once love has reached the Sovereign of love, it is like the water of the sea that has risen as vapor, has formed clouds over the earth, and then pours down as rainfall. The continual out pouring of such a heart is unimaginable; not only human beings, but even birds and beasts must feel its influence, its effect. It is a love that cannot be put into words, a love that radiates, proving the warmth it has by its atmosphere.