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My whole being thought my path to self-realization was about meditation.
My first thought was, This is not good. Hearts don’t last very long like this.
At that moment I understood what was meant by a Siddha master. Baba did not belong in this world; he was from somewhere else altogether.
Sitting in my mailbox was an envelope with two thousand dollars in cash. There was no name, and to this day I have no idea who put that money there. Things like that just kept happening, again and again. The amazing part was not just that the money kept showing up exactly when we needed it—it kept showing up in exactly the amounts we needed to go to the next step.
The simple touch of Amrit’s hand had permanently opened my heart chakra.
I never consciously would have decided to do this. I was not wise enough or selfless enough to make such a decision. It was simply the fact that I had resolved to surrender to life, and this is where life was taking me.
moment-to-moment practice of centering myself. Every time I sat down at the computer to work on the program, I took a breath and remembered that I was writing this as a gift to the universe. I was sitting on a tiny planet spinning through outer space, and this was the task that had been given to me.
The flow of life then presented us with what appeared to be a terrible situation wherein someone was preparing to build a waste dump adjoining our property. But what was really going on was that life was preparing to give us a great gift—the
No, life presented you with living witgh a waste site, you didn't like it and instead of accepting the flow of life you reacted against your aversions.
yes, antifragile, but that's not surrendering .