If small things have the power to disturb you, then who you think you are is exactly that: small.

The stream of thinking has enormous momentum that can easily drag you along with it. Every thought pretends that it matters so much.

My sense of identity broke down and was replaced by something that is very hard to put into words. Awareness, Consciousness.

When you let go of the belief that you should or need to know who you are, what happens to confusion? Suddenly it is gone. When you fully accept that you don't know, you actually enter a state of peace and clarity that is closer to who you truly are than thought could ever be. Defining yourself through thought is limiting yourself.

The intensity of the pain depends on the degree of resistance to the present moment.

Honoring the moment is honoring every human being you meet. The only place where you can meet them is in the moment.

The more you are focused on time-past and future-the more you miss the Now, the most precious thing there is.