The more we learn to let go and give ourselves to the greater Good, the more Good we will find in everything we are given to go through in this life.

It is a celestial Law: whatever we resist, we cannot overcome. But there is a still greater Divine Law that the Light that creates shadows is empowered -- before their time began -- to transform and dispel them.

The more we anxiously look around for a way to deal with the fear of any moment imagined as yet to come, the more immediate grows the fear we experience in the here and now.

The harsh, or otherwise cruel judgment of ourselves feels like it’s part of what’s necessary to perfect ourselves... when, in truth, it's actually a mechanical movement of an unconscious mind...

There is a proportionate and direct relationship between the degree of an inconsolable pain -- some form of suffering that’s pretty much our daily companion -- and our misunderstanding the true purpose of why we have been given a life.

If we know better than to look for the living in a grave yard, then why don’t we know better than to listen to old thoughts and feelings...

We cannot know the depth and breadth of our highest, heavenly possibilities as long as we fear to explore, realize, and release all that keeps us bound to this earth.

A sure sign that one is beginning to awaken, clearing away the veils that mask the entrance into the Kingdom of Heaven, is that -- increasingly -- one longs for the taste of Real Life... more than one hungers for still more individual life experiences.

Most of us are filled with wants that change nothing about who we are, let alone answer the emptiness inside. If we must ask for something, let it be for greater Wisdom; for possessions and powers come and go... but Wisdom is Now, and forever.

Resistance to any moment -- meaning our reaction, and concurrent relationship to it -- BEGINS with the judgement of it.

Every shocking revelation we are given to see, and to realize (if we will) as true about our present nature is -- at its heart -- an unseen act of mercy...

There is no such thing as a compulsive pleasure, let alone a contented "slave" that lives under its lash; and yet billions of human beings serve some form of addiction, willing to turn a blind eye to...