The heart is like a garden. It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?

In the end, just three things matter: How well we have lived How well we have loved How well we have learned to let go

How did we get into this funny-looking body that has a hole at one end in which we regularly stuff dead plants and animals? It's bizarre that we got here, incarnated into this world with these bodies.

When our identity expands to include everything, we find a peace with the dance of the world. The ocean of life rises and falls within us - birth and death, joy and pain, it is all ours, and our heart is full and empty, large enough to embrace it all.

Live in joy, luminosity, and peace even among the troubles of the world. Remember who you are.

Gratitude is the confidence in life itself... As gratitude grows it gives rise to joy. We experience the courage to rejoice in our own good fortune and in the good fortune of others... We can be joyful for people we love, for moments of goodness, for sunlight and trees, and for the very breath within our lungs. Like an innocent child, we can rejoice in life itself, in being alive.

Whatever we cultivate in times of ease, we gather as strength for times of change.