The true spiritual path begins and ends with what you already are. Use these 10 insights to tell the world you've lost interest in being you.

Consciousness of any unwanted condition in us must precede its correction, just as the rising sun dismisses the fear hiding in the darkness of night.

The Divine first intervenes in our unconscious identification with useless suffering by the advent of an interior Light that reveals a shocking truth: most of the familiar solutions we rely on to free us from our suffering... are secretly complicit in its continuation.

Our suffering isn't because of the unwanted moments we meet along the Way; over such things we have no say. Whereas peace of mind is the realization that all things created have their own time...

Any plan born of desire soon expires both itself, as well as the fulfillment it promised to those who seek it, as imagined. On the other hand, those who follow what they love...

In the end, to which there is no ending, one sees the circle of thought ever circling back upon itself... and never knowing it has done so...

Freedom cannot be found in the east, or to the west; it doesn't wait somewhere north or south of those who go there in search of it. It's neither here, nor there; freedom is found wherever the willing soul agrees to meet and confront a fear.

The imagined time of “rest” we seek is, in fact, the same as an invisible burr beneath our saddle, as whatever form of comfort it is that still eludes us doesn't exist without some corresponding sense of discomfort that keeps spurring us on.

Attending to, completing what the present moment asks of you is the business of Real Life. In the silence of this relationship is revealed and received, at once, a faith no fear can shake...

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.

Before we can stop making circles in time -- repeating and reliving a life that long ago lost its glow -- we must catch the sleeping mind as it spins another dream of a better time to come...

The wind that fills the sails of a ship is born of a coming storm... as is each tempest the herald of the calm waters that follow its wrath. In this knowledge is found the key to conscious detachment, the power of an impersonal life.