For years my life alternated between depression and acute anxiety. One night I woke up in a state of dread and intense fear, more intense than I had ever experienced before. Life seemed meaningless, barren, hostile. It became so unbearable that suddenly the thought came into my mind, I cannot live with myself any longer.

I believe from what I can see there is a good chance the shift will happen in humanity before it is too late.

Surrender is surrender to this moment, not to a story through which you interpret this moment and then try to resign yourself to it.

One could say that everybody in this world has a spiritual teacher. For most people, their losses and disasters represent the teacher; their suffering is the teacher.

When you complain, you make yourself a victim. Leave the situation, change the situation or accept it, all else is madness.

The truth is: you don’t have a life, you are life.

Don't get stuck on the level of words. A word is no more than a means to an end. It's an abstraction. Not unlike a signpost, it points beyond itself