Your past is just that, the past, a place within your psyche with no more reality to it then the picture of a castle on a postcard is made from stone.

Work to connect yourself to the allness of life -- instead of identifying with the smallness of it -- and you'll awaken to a greatness already living within you that is no more bothered by the little things in life than a mountain is made miserable by the rain that falls upon it.

One way to measure your own fears is to count the number of personal questions you've allowed others to answer for you.

False life is exhausting; Real Life is inexhaustible.

From the movie, The Boy Who Could Fly Somewhere, deep inside, we can all fly.

What you don't want to know about yourself wants to be known, which is why it keeps 'showing up' at your door unannounced!

We conquer ourselves by learning patience, for she gives to us our longed for victory only in the surrender of self.