Without our fully realizing it, flowers would become for us an expression in form of that which is most high, most sacred, and ultimately formless within ourselves. Flowers, more fleeting, more ethereal, and more delicate than the plants out of which they emerged, would become like messengers from another realm, like a bridge between the world of physical forms and the formless.

Only by awakening can you know the true meaning of that word.

Some people get attached to their practice. They get good at it, but even becoming a good meditator can become a hindrance.

I'm grateful for always this moment, the now, no matter what form it takes.

The eternal present is the space within which your whole life unfolds, the one factor that remains constant. Life is now. There was never a time when your life was not now, nor will there ever be.

Bring awareness to the many subtle sounds of nature - The rustling of leaves in the wind, Raindrops falling, The humming of an insect, The first birdsong at dawn.

Joy does not come from what you do, it flows into what you do and thus into this world from deep within you.