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

Psychedelics helped me to escape.. albeit momentarily.. from the prison of my mind. It over-rode the habit patterns of thought and I was able to taste innocence again. Looking at sensations freshly without the conceptual overly was very profound.

I think the game is to bear the unbearable with a giggle. With your heart breaking. And then do what you do.

At the moment when there's nothing more to lose, the Ego breaks open - and then we see who we are behind who we thought we were.

If we can give up attachment to our roles as helpers, then maybe our clients can give up attachment to their roles as patients

If I see one dilemma with Western man, it's that he can't accept how beautiful he is. He can't accept that he is pure light, that he's pure love, that he's pure consciousness, that he's divine.

When the heart is open, it's easier for the mind to be turned toward God.