The way of the mind is to study many things; the way of the Beingness is to focus on one thing.

We are the space in which thoughts appear, play, and dissolve like clouds drifting in the infinite sky.

Your heart is the light of this world. Don't cover it with your mind.

Whatever comes, don’t push it away. When it goes, do not grieve.

Your self-image is as ephemeral as the play of light dancing on the surface of the water.

The world cannot hold onto you, for the world is not sentient. The world doesn't have a mind nor does it have desires; it is only your mind's objectivisation. It is your own mind's play which imagines that an object-call it the mind or whatever-can hold onto you. It is the idea you have of who you are that is holding onto its own fearful projections as the mind. Leave all of this and remain as the pure, joyous Self.

In the spiritual journey, you cannot be a wine taster, you have to become a drunk.