As the cool, tranquil draft of winter envelopes our face, it ushers in early dusk.
There is something about discipline, resilience, and affability. It’s like listening to the same musical number, three times in a row, or at interludes.
There’s nothing good or bad,” articulated William Shakespeare, “but thinking makes it so.” Yet, the fact is obvious – the two pristine expressions bid fair to a thoughtful mirror that reflects our
all of us are ‘proprietors’ of our thoughts, feelings and emotions. The troika is the open, also sublime, anchor of our psyche.
The brain — the hub of our sentient consciousness and understanding — expresses and unites every activity of our conscious awareness.
All of us embody within and outside of us certain – covert, or overt – unresolved emotions.
We all go through life like waves over matter, or a slow, measured groundswell — a form of precise, or inventive, transformation. This is a part of our time and space continuum, no less.
Everything that we comprehend is qualified by our consciousness — a sublime process that belongs to our knowing, understanding, or feelings.
It is rightly said that wisdom is not merely dependent upon information but also knowledge, although it is limited in one’s perimeter of thought.
Most people who are familiar with the sublime practice of transcendental meditation (TM) technique – which is akin to the inner relaxation of the mind, or silent wakefulness – know its import, not