There is no freedom in fear, but we are free to prove to ourselves there is nothing to fear. This greatest of all journeys begins, and can only begin... with a level of freedom that -- once realized -- expands itself infinitely...

A question no one wants to ask, but that... for all who would awaken to the indwelling Divine... must be (asked), is: Who has time to sit quietly, at peace (within oneself)... when it seems there's so much to get done "before" one can spend one's time realizing a Peace that "passes all understanding"? Yet -- (and this is the kicker) -- where is all of one's time spent...

A seedling -- sown into the womb of the earth -- resting in the dark doesn't know that within it, already there, in "a time to come"... resides a majestic tree that will shelter and feed untold other creatures drawn to its shade and substances. In much the same way (as above so below) We human beings... are a seed sown into this world where, residing in...

#1: The ambitious "self" never stops to consider how the source of its motives may be secretly self-centered, while it is quick to judge others for what it sees as being their self-absorbed actions.

There is a relatively modern cautionary tale along the lines of the idea that if you heat water, bringing it into the boiling point, and drop a frog into it... the frog will immediately leap out, saving its own life. But if the frog is in that water before you begin to heat it, it will never notice the change in its conditions, essentially bathing in the waters that will eventually kill it...

It already is all that has been created . . . And It is what witnesses its Self being revealed in time,Which means . . . It already is all that will ever be revealed. It is the self it sees. It is the seer of that self. It is whatever that self will see. It is outside of the time in which it reveals itself, So that nothing in time can frighten, or...

You are the field, and the Timeless Treasure hidden within it so . . . Why seek elsewhere? Not to mention that every other field that you go out looking for; including whatever treasure you may uncover there; already dwells within you, as well. But . . . these fields, and their riches always pass in time. They are but reflections of the Real... Illusions...

There is another Time And within it ...Another Place. In this other Place Beyond the worlds of worry and fear ...Stands open the gateway to Peace. In this Peace is His grace: The first and last of all that is in time – ...And that holds all of its secret places...

False wishes, like most empty prayers are usually born when times get rough and -- much as do cut flowers -- lose their fragrance as soon as the tempest passes. A true wish, like any real prayer may have its roots in difficult times but, once born in the human heart, it never dies; it lives on, shining new light and lending new meaning to every moment of life for the one...

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...

The fact that attention can be the beginning of devotion, acting as the herald of humility, or that its misuse corrupts the soul, reveals a great, yet unseen reality: The kingdom of heaven is a River of Being. It is the very Life through which it flows, and upon whose far-flung shores all things come to exist, grow, die, and be born again. This River flows in two...

I see . . . that I have been of a warring spirit, commanded by its nature – but now I see the futility of war. I see . . . that I seek to command, to control all that moves around me because . . . I have no command of anything that moves within me that makes me hostage of a will seemingly beyond my ability to contest. I see that . . . I am a thing moved, challenged by...