For me, “The purity of time” means that each moment is a precious opportunity, a sacred container I can fill.
Will I allow this moment—this vessel of consciousness—to resonate with the holy mantra my Guru has given me, which declares that God lives within me and everyone else? Will I fill this moment with joy? Will I sustain my absorption in the Self?
Time is teaching me that the better I treat each moment, the better I build a vast treasure of
shakti—a reservoir of consciousness that illumines my path and fills my heart with pure gratitude.
California, United States
For me, “The purity of time” means that each moment is a precious opportunity, a sacred container I can fill.
Will I allow this moment—this vessel of consciousness—to resonate with the holy mantra my Guru has given me, which declares that God lives within me and everyone else? Will I fill this moment with joy? Will I sustain my absorption in the Self?
Time is teaching me that the better I treat each moment, the better I build a vast treasure of
shakti—a reservoir of consciousness that illumines my path and fills my heart with pure gratitude.
California, United States
When I thought about this teaching, I saw that time isn’t dependent on anyone or anything. No matter what anyone may choose to do within the framework of time, time itself remains unaffected.
I contemplated how I could make my time pure. I realized I could do so by thinking pure, positive thoughts, by doing good actions, and by being dharmic and focusing on cultivating the virtues.
This morning, I enjoyed repeating this teaching out loud over and again. I felt that saying the word
purity aloud gave me a sense of its essence.
Ripon, United Kingdom
As I contemplated “the purity of time” this morning from the seaside hotel where I am staying, I watched the morning sun illuminate the entire expanse of the sea. A short time later, a rainbow appeared, seemingly from the surface of the sea, and the blue sky was adorned with a bridge of seven colors.
In the stillness of the morning, countless small birds sang their own songs in the warmth of the sun. I felt that they were expressing their blessings. And, in the purity of that hour, I experienced that all the life around me was touched and grateful for the pure serenity.
Tokyo, Japan