We must never pretend appreciation, but if we feel it, then we must express it
Love is the beginning of the journey, its end, and the journey itself.
Those trees are your lungs. The earth recycles as your body. The rivers recycle as your circulation. The air is your breath. So what do we call the environment?
Our essential nature is one of pure potentiality.
I experience true freedom when I accept, understand, and move on from the conditioning of the past.
You accept things as they are, not as you wish they were in this moment...The past is history, the future is a mystery, and this moment is a gift. That is why this moment is called the present.