Words and ideas are a description of reality, silence is a negation of reality. What is the reality itself?

To know objects only through dissecting and cataloguing them is to miss their full reality. It is to fall asleep amidst the mystery and to become numb to the wonder of this great Earth.

What transpires for the least significant member transpires at once for the whole.

To be simple means to make a choice about what's important, and let go of all the rest. When we are able to do this, our vision expands, our heads clear, and we can better see the details of our lives in all their incredible wonder and beauty.

Creativity is our birthright. It is an integral part of being human, as basic as walking, talking and thinking.

But down the bagagge, take of the blinders, and see for yourself that this very place is the valley of the endless spring, this very body is the body of the universe. At such a time, who is it who can accompany this?

It is possible to do something, and to do something meticulously and completely with out creating a goal... all nature works this way.