Deep in the wild mountains, is a strange marketplace,where you can trade the hassle and noise of everyday life, for eternal Light.

My religion is not deceiving myself.

Mental activity in the daytime creates a latent form of habitual thought which again transforms itself at night into various delusory visions sensed by the semi-consciousness. This is called the deceptive and magic-like Bardo of Dream.

My religion is to live and die without regret.

All meditation must begin with arousing deep compassion. Whatever one does must emerge from an attitude of love and benefitting others.

In horror of death, I took to the mountains - again and again I meditated on the uncertainty of the hour of death, capturing the fortress of the deathless unending nature of mind. Now all fear of death is over and done.

Take the lowest place, and you shall reach the highest.