You cannot compel someone to love. Love is like the wind. It comes when it does, it stops when it does, it changes direction when it does. Who are you and I to criticize the wind?

Everybody is in the waiting room of life. Yoga is not a waiting. It is a doing, today.

Place an object within your view, hopefully at about eye level. You might have to look down a little bit. Some people have a meditation table on which they put an object of concentration on.

We may have a tiny little room that we rent, and if we keep it clean and it's impeccable, then we gain a power from that.

You are a being of light composed of cells of light joined together in a matrix.

I was attracted to poetry, which is perhaps the purest of the art forms, where love is the medium of exchange and the nobility of love is considered. It's a land of higher ideals.

You don't force change; you just open yourself to its possibilities and let it work through you.