The Winter Solstice is the time of ending and beginning, a powerful time -- a time to contemplate your immortality. A time to forgive, to be forgiven, and to make a fresh start. A time to awaken.

You don't really have a choice. You are alive and you will die.

Beneath our transient physical bodies, we are made up of intelligent light. One's own body of light, the soul, is the most real part of oneself because it lives forever, it doesn't decay and die.

Nirvana is the other side, the source of all things, where all the aggregates come from, where the templates of infinity are.

You've got to make a person aware of how miserable they really are and show them how happy they can be. Otherwise, why should they seek this nebulous goal called self-discovery.

Taking a walk isn't really taking a walk, taking a shower isn't really taking a shower, living isn't living, and dying isn't dying. It only appears to be.

As we slam you with more and more devastating blows of the nagual, at the same time, we strengthen and clear the tonal so that it can easily withstand them - so there is no loss in continuity of consciousness.