Be still. it takes no effort to be still; it is utterly simple. When your mind is still, you have no name, you have no past, you have no relationships, you have no country, you have no spiritual attainment, you have no lack of spiritual attainment. There is just the presence of beingness with itself.

Love has nothing to do with another person. Love is Truth. Love is Beauty. Love is Self. To know yourself, to surrender to the truth of yourself, is to surrender to love.

You cannot be happy unless you are serving the truth of your being, however that service looks.

You have the freedom, ability and authority to love your life. Just be you, then wait.

Fufillment has nothing to do with circumstances.

The choiceless truth of who you are is revealed to be permanently here permeating everything. Not a thing and not separate from anything.

I could see that everything I had identified as really me, was not really me, but was just a pattern of strategies to avoid some kind of abyss or emptiness.