Most of the myths that we carry about spirituality are because we have been dominated by this hyper-masculine trance.

Once we meet our children, even for moments, in a place of "I don't know," of relinquished authority, we return to the realms of mystery and magic, where real connection becomes alive again.

The first thing you discover is a kind of emptiness, a silence, a presence which doesn't seem to have content to it, like looking up at a limitless sky. That boundary-less place inside you is your own consciousness, your awareness. When you relax into it, you realize that it's also full - it is everything. You realize this presence is what you really are: Love.

Whenever we release our need to be right about everything as parents, we are able to meet our children in a relationship of mutuality and respect.

Masculine people, by their nature, tend to want to make everything into a journey with a goal.

I don't think there is any end to translucence. It's an endless journey, rather like playing the violin.

In a quantum universe, magic is not the exception but the rule.