If it is in our heart, at all... not just the wish to be free, but to no longer bring conflict or bitterness into the lives of those around us, then here is our great task...

If all of creation didn't share something in common, something invisible... yet in some ways more real than the objects that reveal and manifest that relationship... then how could the death of a tree bring life to the forest...

There are many things in life we don’t know until... One fateful day someone, or something, comes along and shows us the Truth of our matter. And then, in less than a heartbeat, impelled by some unimaginable movement of reality, it’s as though we’ve always known that Truth...

We who would know a measure of Christ's life – who wish to both witness, and be a conscious instrument of (that) perfect love – must agree to see, and then realize an unseen contradiction in us that first defines, and then confines us to what is a death-bound lower level of being. On one hand – especially in public, and always silently self-pleasing...

There are some patterns that are a necessary part of greater cycles; they are timeless, true, and required for reconciling Life. Consider, for instance, the four seasons...

If all of creation didn’t share something in common, something invisible... yet in some ways more real than the objects that reveal and manifest that relationship... Then how could the death of a tree bring life to the forest, or the storm-tossed waves that lash the sea cliffs serve to create and sustain the infinite creatures that cling to those rocks?

For too long we've believed that whatever limitation we meet in ourselves -- in some unwanted moment -- would not exist were it not for the moment that seems to reveal it. But this just isn't true...

Life is not "equal opportunity." It never has been, and never will be. That is the nature of this world, and resenting the reality of it does nothing but destroy those filled with such anger. However...

While it's impossible to be entirely free of a psychological body -- including the elements inherent in the constant appearance of its deeply conditioned reactions -- we are free to change our relationship to that body...

I have and hold the hope of being able to know I am walking into the kitchen, or down a country road, awake and present to myself...

Instead of being the passive instrument of a dark state, REMEMBER to be the active, impersonal observer of it... the sacrifice of our will and its familiar suffering so that we might embody a new Will that can’t act against itself...

All kingdoms, along with their creations -- from the starry universe, down to the smallest of all realms -- are connected. They are inseparable, just as is the ocean from its currents and the waves they create...