Our great hope dwells within whatever supports, strengthens, or sustains our love of truth, where much as candle light banishes any shadow before it -- revealing its nothingness...

There is no such thing as a safe harbor for any “ship” that runs for it in a storm. The Harbor Of Heaven is right there, in the middle of the storm...

So much depends on our taking the time to listen to that Still Small Voice within -- to willingly enter, embrace, and take our place in its perfect rest...

No single substance -- whether physical, mental, or emotional -- creates an addiction, let alone the pain and conflict inherent in its corresponding dependency; rather dependency is the birthplace of all false solutions...

Anytime we struggle in the dark of ourselves -- trying to change our nature -- our efforts are misdirected;  our real work is to learn to see...

When it comes to being in conflict with one another -- at whatever level or scale in which that painful relationship plays itself out -- each of us is responsible for what is happening to both of us...



We can't hope to change what comes out of any given moment until we change the one within whom it appears.

The real reason life feels like it’s so full of hard choices that we have to make is because, in our spiritual sleep -- and in the dreams we dream therein -- we stand between a self-created “rock and a hard place”...

A true search for the beginning of things must, invariably, lead to the end of things; but the end of things is not the end of the awareness of them...

The size and strength of any anxious, or otherwise tormenting reaction is no bigger or stronger than the extent of our resistance in the moment of its appearance...

The higher purpose of suffering is to ground us in the existence and Presence of an altogether higher level of (our own) Being...


The fear of pain, the pain of fear: 
See how they feed one another... And (your) liberation draws near.

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