Tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Wherever he goes, you also go. He will not be alone.

Find out what it means to die - not physically, that's inevitable - but to die to everything that is known, to die to your family, to your attachments, to all the things that you have accumulated, the known, the known pleasures, the known fears. Die to that every minute and you will see what it means to die so that the mind is made fresh, young, and therefore innocent, so that there is incarnation not in a next life, but the next day.

When the mind sees itself in the mirror of relationship, from that perception there is self-knowledge.

Here is my secret: I don't mind what happens.

I am all for changing, even if mistakes are made in the process. Mistakes do not matter.

Only in relationship can you know yourself, not in abstraction, and certainly not in isolation.

Fear begins and ends with the desire to be secure; inward and outward security, with the desire to be certain, to have permanency. The continuity of permanence is sought in every direction, in virtue, in relationship, in action, in experience, in knowledge, in outward and inward things. To find security and be secure is the everlasting cry. It is this insistent demand that breeds fear.