Anger is just a demand for change, a passionate wish for things to be different.

I had thought joy to be rather synonymous with happiness, but it seems now to be far less vulnerable than happiness. Joy seems to be a part of an unconditional wish to live, not holding back because life may not meet our preferences and expectations. Joy seems to be a function of the willingness to accept the whole, and to show up to meet with whatever is there. It has a kind of invincibility that attachment to any particular outcome would deny us.

From a good teacher you may learn the secret of listening. You will never learn the secret of life. You will have to listen for yourself

Goose bumps happen when your soul is close to you, breathing lightly on the back of your neck, and wakes you up.

Our limitations serve, our wounds serve, even our darkness can serve.

It is not that we have a soul, but that we are a soul.

In our instinctive attachments, our fear of change, and our wish for certainty and permanence, we may undercut the impermanence which is our greatest strength, our most fundamental identity. Without impermanence, there is no process. The nature of life is change. All hope is based on process.