It seems to me that all of us, in our own way, have our own personal lagos. We all have within us a voice that is whispering doubt, that is whispering suspicion, that's telling us there's something wrong, there's something missing, there's something that should be different. And we easily become hypnotized by that voice of doubt.

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

The dominant trance of the planet is that we live in a perpetual sense of lack, a perpetual sense of, "If only I could make this small tweak, then I would feel okay." And, of course, none of the tweaks ever work in the long term.

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.

I think the myths are keeping us limited to, and tied to, what I would call the hyper-masculine tradition. All the major religions in the world have been founded by men and propagated by men.

My own awakening came in 1991 and my teacher then, in India, asked me to return to the West and to share this kind of inquiry.

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