Journeys bring power and love back into you. If you can’t go somewhere, move in the passageways of the self. They are like shafts of
One hot day, Nasiruddin Hodja was taking it easy in the shade of a walnut tree. After a time, he started eyeing speculatively, the huge
Ibn Masud had gone with some of the other companions for a stroll into the country near Medina. They saw a child shepherding a flock.
“The path to the Truth is a labour of the heart, not of the head. Make your heart your primary guide! Not your mind. Meet,
“Our schoolmaster used to take a nap every afternoon,” related a disciple of Soyen Shaku. “We children asked him why he did it and he
There once was a farmer who grew award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won a blue ribbon.