How is it we’re the lucky ones, living a life that the children-we-were took for dreams?

Sense of family is enormously important to me. In the larger sense, we're all of us family; we're all of us soulmates.

Some religions believe that there's a hierarchy, that you don't have a connection, but you must go through the shaman or the priest or whoever the religious leader is. And that's what surprises me, that some people who find a huge value in these kinds of systems also seem to enjoy ILLUSIONS. I can't figure it out.

I don't think creativity is mine to maintain. It automatically comes when we declare that "I am an expression of life, and life will express itself through me in the most playful and wonderful of ways, if I let it."

Children are not our property, and they are not ours to control any more that we were our parents' property or theirs to control.

Reality lies far beyond space and time, and I need to know why.

Fear is all the fear of some loss: "I'm going to lose something." If we declare, and if we know in our hearts, "I already have everything that I need: I have life, I have creativity, I have joy, I have nourishment. I have everything I need," and if we just say, "It doesn't depend on my having a physical body to do it," then everything opens up.