This is the time. This is the place. This is the vastness. Right here is paradise. Always. Always.

That's the purpose of stress. It's a friend. It's an alarm clock, built in to let you know that it's time to do The Work.

Seeking love keeps you from the awareness that you already have it—that you are it.

It's difficult to seek other people's love. It's deadly. In seeking it you lose what is genuine. This is the prison we create for ourselves as we seek what we already have.

You can’t have your daughter as long as you have a concept of her. When you get rid of the concept, you meet your daughter for the first time. That’s the way this works.

Without an uninvestigated story, there's only the perfection of life appearing as itself. You can always go inside and find the beauty that's revealed after the pain and fear are understood.

When we question our thoughts, we see that the craziness was never in the world, but in us.