In India when we meet and part we often say, "Namaste," which means: I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides; I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides; I honor the place in you of love, of light, of truth, of peace. I honor the place within you where if you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me, there is only one of us�.. "Namaste."

When we see the Beloved in each person, it's like walking through a garden, watching flowers bloom all around us.

We're receiving information from all the planes of our consciousness all the time, but we don't acknowledge their existence; we treat the information as static, as noise.

You see that who you are isn't moving in time. Time is describing the incarnations, the packing changes.

Faith, consciousness, and awareness all exist beyond the thinking mind.

I would like my life to be a statement of love and compassion--and where it isn't, that's where my work lies.

External silence can be the doorway to inner silence.