Kashmiri mystic Lal Ded's wisdom
Some gems from Lal Ded, the 14th century Kashmiri mystic: I saw a sage starving to death A leaf floating to earth on a winter breeze I saw a fool beating his cook And now I am waiting for someone to cut The love-chord that keeps me tied To this crazy world. >> Love-mad, I, Lalla, started out, spent days and nights on the trail. Circling back, I found the teacher in my own house. What brilliant luck, I said, and hugged him. >> You won't find the Truth by crossing your legs and holding your breath. Daydreams won't take you through the gateway of release. You can stir as much salt as you like in water It won't become the sea.