The warm and radiant yes of the heart is perfect, like the sun, in bringing all things to life and nourishing all that is truly human.

Becoming human means discovering our fullness and learning to live from it.

Forget about enlightenment. Sit down wherever you are. And listen to the wind singing in your veins.

We are not just humans learning to become buddhas, but also buddhas waking up in human form, learning to become fully human.

Love is the recognition of beauty.

In recognizing exactly where we have been unconscious, we become more conscious. And in seeing and feeling the ways we've gone dead, we start to revive and kindle our desire to live more expansively.

There is a secret about human love that is commonly overlooked: Receiving it is much more scary and threatening than giving it.