Our thinking minds deprive us of the happiness that comes when we are living fully in the moment.

We reap in age what we have sown, in our values, all along the way.

Caring is a reflex...You live, you help.

It's only when caterpillarness is done that one becomes a butterfly. That again is part of this paradox. You cannot rip away caterpillarness. The whole trip occurs in an unfolding process of which we have no control.

Early in the journey you wonder how long the journey will take and whether you will make it in this lifetime. Later you will see that where you are going is HERE and you will arrive NOW...so you stop asking.

When someone we love dies, we get so busy mourning what died that we ignore what didn't.

As we grow in our consciousness.. there will be more compassion and more love. And then... the barriers between people.. between religions.. and between nations will begin to fall.