Silence is a learned practice that requires far more than just not talking. Not talking is not silence; it's just not talking.

It is our nature to defy gravity, to transcend the limitations of the reasoning mind and connect with the realm of the mystical truth.

Of course you battle despair. It is often a day-to-day fight, but it's one that can be won.

I love myself enough-not in a schmaltzy garbage sense, Hallmark stuff, I'm talking respect myself-I respect my life-force enough to no longer waste it.

One atom is as purposeful as our planet. What is in one is in the whole.

I would remind people that this day of your life will never come again. Do not use one day of your life carelessly. It will never come again. You'll never see the person you're sitting across from in that light or in that way. You will never see the sunset twice. This day will never come again.

There is nothing easy about becoming conscious. My own life was much easier before I knew about the deeper meaning of choice, the power of choice that accompanies taking responsibility. Abdicating responsibility to an outside source can seem, at least for the moment, so much easier. Once you know better, however, you can't get away with kidding yourself for long.