If you could stand back far enough and watch the whole process you'd see you are a totally determined being.

When our hearts open, when we know that we are in fact the world, when we experience the pain of others in our own blood and muscle, we are feeling compassion.

What we're seeing "out there" is the projection of where we're at--the projection of the clingings of our minds.

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.

We've gotten lost in our Ego and have forgotten that our Soul's only motive is to merge with the Beloved.

I look at you, and I see in you the yearning to get back to God. That yearning is love.

The soul is not part of the incarnation. It comes into the incarnation. And the soul is not afraid of death because it has done it so many times.