Within the mystery of life there is the infinite darkness of the night sky lit by distant orbs of fire, the cobbled skin of an orange that releases its fragrance to our touch, the unfathomable depths of the eyes of our lover. No creation story, no religious system can fully describe or explain this richness and depth. Mystery is so every-present that no one can know for certain what will happen one hour from now. “ It does not matter whether you have religion or are an agnostic believe in nothing, You can only appreciate (without knowing or understanding) the mysteries of life.

It's much better to become a Buddha than a Buddhist.

With mindfulness, we are learning to observe in a new way, with balance and a powerful disidentification.

We must look at ourselves over and over again in order to learn to love, to discover what has kept our hearts closed, and what it means to allow our hearts to open.

If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.

The awakened heart and mind can be experienced as clarity itself, pure knowing.

May I be given the appropriate difficulties so that my heart can truly open with compassion. Imagine asking for that.