Your Self, Aware Presence, knows no resistance to any appearance and, as such, is happiness itself; like the empty space of a room it cannot be disturbed and is, therefore, peace itself; like this page, it is intimately one with… — Rupert Spira Copy Share
In ignorance I am something; in understanding I am nothing, in love I am everything. — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
We take that which is unreal to be real and that which is real to be unreal. — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
IF THE TRUE MEASURE OF A BOOK is to be found in the perfume that remains behind when all the words have been forgotten… — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
Looking for happiness in the body, mind or world is like looking for the screen in a movie. The screen doesn't appear in the… — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
Your Self, Aware Presence, knows no resistance to any appearance and, as such, is happiness itself; like the empty space of a room it cannot be disturbed and is, therefore, peace itself; like this page, it is intimately one with whatever appears on it and is thus love itself; and like water that is not affected by the shape of… — Rupert Spira Copy Share
Many of our ideas and beliefs about ourselves and the world are so deeply ingrained that we are unaware that they are beliefs and… — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
When feeling is divested of the feeler and the felt, it shines as love; when seeing is divested of the seer and the seen,… — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
In ignorance I am something; in understanding I am nothing, in love I am everything. — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
Love is the natural condition of all experience before thought has divided it into a multiplicity and diversity of objects, selves and others. — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
Happiness is simply to allow everything to be exactly as it is from moment to moment. — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
The greatest discovery in life is to discover that our essential nature does not share the limits nor the destiny of the body and… — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
Love is the experience that others are not others. Beauty is the experience that objects are not objects. — Rupert Spira Copy Share Image
