A great deal of the chaos in the world occurs because people don't appreciate themselves.

Gentle day's flower - The hummingbird competes With the stillness of the air.

Our life is an endless journey; it is like a broad highway that extends infinitely into the distance. The practice of meditation provides a vehicle to travel on that road. Our journey consists of constant ups and downs.

Ego is constantly attempting to acquire and apply the teachings of spirituality for its own benefit.

Anything that is created must sooner or later die. Enlightenment is permanent because we have not produced it; we have merely discovered it.

The attainment of enlightenment from ego's point of view is extreme death.

In the cocoon, there is no idea of light at all, until we experience some longing for openness, some longing for something other than the smell of our own sweat. When we examine that comfortable darkness - look at it, smell it, feel it - we find it is claustrophobic.