
Whatever I do,
the responsibility is mine,
but like one who plants an orchard,
whatever comes of what I do,
the fruit, will be for
others.
I offer the actions
of this life to the God within,
and wherever I go, the
way is blessed.

Whatever I do,
the responsibility is mine,
but like one who plants an orchard,
whatever comes of what I do,
the fruit, will be for
others.
I offer the actions
of this life to the God within,
and wherever I go, the
way is blessed.

The present
moment is the source of
everything. As long as you have
resentments about the past or ideas
about the future, you cannot
genuinely be in the
present.
You owe it
to your future self, and
to the rest of us, to be completely
absorbed here and now. Make all
notions of past and future a
cool pile of ashes in
the corner.

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Should you desire the great tranquility,
prepare to sweat white beads.

Nothing,
nothing at all is born,
dies, the shell says again and
again from the depth of its hollowness.
Its body swept off by tide — so what? It sleeps
in sand, drying in sunlight, bathing in moonlight.
Nothing to do with sea or anything else.
Over and over it vanishes
with the wave.

Please
let me remind you,
who study the inconceivable:
Your time is running fast.
Don’t ignore
it.