If you feel the purpose of life is struggle, Darwinian fitness, dog eat dog, then you will be eaten by a dog, or you will eat dog. You become what you focus on.

The world that you see is like a motion picture. We are engrossed in a film and we have forgotten that we're sitting in a movie theatre.

There is no end to the petals of the inner rose. Continue to unfold set after set of petals until you have completed your meditation session.

The void is ready to snatch you up like a Pac Man machine and Laskshmi is on vacation. You chant Sring - and you get her answering machine.

A time comes when you don't have to use meditation techniques anymore. You just sit down and you are nonexistence itself.

I think to be in a monastery or an ashram is not always the answer because we don't fight, we kick back. We don't listen to Sri Krishna.

Tantric Zen is not being kinky; nor is it being conservative and austere. It is eclectic. It is a real mixture of all things.