Every moment is a marriage made in heaven to which you’ve been invited, so why stand outside the door? To enter you need only make a gift of yourself...

Attempting to use thought to grasp the meaning of any moment in life is like reaching out with your hand hoping to capture and hold a sunbeam in it.

A small mind is filled to overflowing by its love of little things...

There are as many memory-paved roads promising a new life as there are old thoughts trying once again to escape the consequences of themselves. The tragedy is that every road built by memory eventually circles back to the same familiar destination, because the traveler has never changed.

In REAL life there are no "tracks" to follow, but thought runs along the tracks of memory, and memory always departs from and returns to the same old railway station: the PAST. This explains why it seems we never arrive at the higher station in life called "True Freedom"... because real freedom is not in time.

The best things in life are not yet to come; they are inherent in the revelation of every moment in life...


Is not the whole world being reborn every moment? Why not just step up, and go in... There’s no waiting list.

We cannot see what we will not look at... but it is not “us” who refuses to look...

Only the foolish, or otherwise vain try to create a life outside the inexplicable flow of the Divine. The currency of Heaven is change, and the wise invest in its coin.

Don't look back, nor ahead. Peace can't be made, let alone seen with eyes blinded by time. Patience and conscious suffering travel in unseen lockstep, together... or not at all. Only the foolish look for one, and away from the other.

By itself, no thought has the power to trouble us; its authority over us is equal to the extent we are deceived into identifying with its particular, temporary  character...