In no way can words convey the nagual. But they open up the possibility. They allow an admission on the island of the tonal.

We perceive the solidification as the world around us, which appears to be relatively solid. But that solidification is just really a reflection of the solidification of one's sense of self.

Our actions and experiences will direct us. In other words, we will be guided by the inherent emptiness of the things we choose to interact with.

Selfless-giving burns away the layers of the onion. Purity and humility keep meditation and selfless-giving clear. Love radiates through the entire practice because we do all of it only for love.

It's suggested that enlightenment has some tremendous compassion, some driving necessity to help humanity. I don't think that's the case at all. I think humanity wishes it were the case since it's humanity that writes the various scriptures.

For an advanced preceiver, the play of life is to assemble and reassemble the self in alternate realities of which this is one.

When thought stops, a doorway opens into dimensions that are pure and unassociated. They're nonbinding realities. They're non-samskaric, which simply means that they're beautiful; they're ecstatic.