Whatever you believe cosmologically, we all know the tears of the world. We each carry a certain measure of those tears in our hearts.

As desire abates, generosity is born. When we are connected and present, what else is there to do but give?

The only way to live is by accepting each minute as an unrepeatable miracle.

Yet I knew that spiritual practice is impossible without great dedication, energy, and commitment.

The willingness to empty ourselves and then seek our true nature is an expression of great and courageous love.

To undertake a genuine spiritual path is not to avoid difficulties but to learn the art of making mistakes wakefully, to bring them to the transformative power of our heart.

Tending to ourselves, we tend the world. Tending the world, we tend ourselves.