When emptiness is still, that is eternity. When it moves, that is love.

Only something as insane as human beings would ever asked themselves if 'I'm good.' You don't find oak trees having existential crisis. 'I feel so rotten about myself. I don't produce as much acorns as the one next to me.'

At any moment, we are either giving humanity the gift of our clarity or our confusion. And that clarity or confusion is affecting the humanity around us, the world around us. It is manifesting. It is taking form.

Misery needs your conspiracy; it needs your help. Without your resistance misery cannot survive.

Let go of all ideas and images in your mind, they come and go and aren’t even generated by you. So why pay so much attention to your imagination when reality is for the realizing right now?

True meditation is letting go of manipulating our experience.

We are birthed into sangha, into sacred community. It is called the world.