Meeta Ahluwalia Quotes

“among the clouds
we shared a cup of tea
the mountain and me”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“In this lifetime
we meet and part
like passing clouds”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“I ascended the mountains to hear the voice of God, and was answered in echoes from afar.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“Gardens in Spring
with flowers abound
their scent interwoven
in the wind”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“It is because you think of God as 'other"
who exists out there somewhere,
separate from you,
you wander everywhere looking for what is your own reality.
Self-realisation is realizing there are no others.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“September
the golden threshold
between summer and winter”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“beneath the rosy sky
veiled in mist
the blooming meadow”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“There is unity in all that exists, without separation, even in what we perceive as polarity.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“See the 'self'
in all that exists
let love be your
sole spiritual practice.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“Love is experienced truly, in loving.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“The way is simple,
You are the difficulty.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“Silence cannot be understood through speech.
Words cannot express emptiness.
Who can give form to the formless..
Defining the limitless will be limiting it.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“To the One who owns the entire universe,
the wind, rivers, sky, earth, fire and forests,
what good are your offerings of flowers, lamp, water and incense.
Make a offering of the self and be free.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“To realise the universal,
remove all identification with the individual.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“In a moment of awakening, the passing clouds and the lake smiled at each other in recognition, till there were no clouds, and there was no lake.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“a solitary path
the forest wind
sang among the pines”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“the night air
resonant with
the sound of rain”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“While the world is busy preaching & practicing physical asanas for material attainments, the inner asanas for peace and contentment are forgotten.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“How long
to go wandering
through the forest,
like a river stream
past bamboo groves
and paths lined with blossoms,
flowing with the wind
carrying echos of birdsongs
across mountains,
radiant with sun beams
sparkling in the spring afternoon.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“How I long
to go wandering
through the forest,
like a river stream
past bamboo groves
and paths lined with blossoms,
flowing with the wind
carrying echos of birdsongs
across mountains,
radiant with sun beams
sparkling in the spring afternoon.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“If you’re different, you make a difference.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“For all our needs, it provides,
how would the earth forgive
all we take so ungraciously,
to fill our pockets,
digging & drilling into its rich core, grand mountains, and vast seas so impudently,
it's centuries old lush, dense forests diminishing, thawing glaciers.
It's pristine ocean & rivers now carry waste & muck,
the smoke, dust & billions cars that turn the azure sky gray.
It's groans and trembling man cannot bear;
greedily,
audaciously turns his gaze up to the heavens, to the moon,
and other planets to plunder,
trash & devastate in the name of ambition, progress and development!”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“Watching the rain
satisfies a deep yearning
akin to the parched finding water”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“Each moment is afresh, and life anere, without any ties to the past.
There is true spiritual freedom in this realization.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“in the morning mist
pine trees on the hillside
tranquil”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“veiled in the mountain mist
pine trees
tranquil”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“morning mist
on the hillside
pine trees”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“The real pilgrimage is a journey into the unknowable.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“The mind always dwells on the unreal. It is lost in the maze of past and future. The past doesn't exist, and future is an illusion.
To be awake, is to be present.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia

“What is disintegration of the ego, is integration for the soul. Therein lies your freedom. A drop loses its identity on merging with the sea.”
― Meeta Ahluwalia