I’m talking about the peace that can be even experienced in the middle of war.
It’s not about the new or the fancy.
It’s about the good old heart that’s always been there.
It’s about the good old breath that is as old and fresh and new, as nothing I’ve seen.
I cannot compare it to dew, or to the rising sun, or to a new star,
because when that breath comes into me, it is so new that it is incomparable.
That’s my potential. I can be fulfilled like you can.

-Prem Rawat

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