It has a lot to do with developing patience, not with the check-out person so much, but with your own pain that arises, the rawness and the vulnerability, and sending some kind of warmth and love to that rawness and soreness. I think that's how we have to practice.

The real thing that we renounce is the tenacious hope that we could be saved from being who we are.

All ego really is, is our opinions, which we take to be solid, real, and the absolute truth about how things are.

Everybody loves something, even if it's only tortillas.

Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing.

None of us is ever OK, but we all get through everything just fine.

Our patterns are well established, seductive, and comforting. Just wanting for them to be ventilated isn't enough. Those of us who struggle with this know.