When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in.

I don't think one can run out and try and chase love.

Love, like everything else, exists in a spectrum. Love of another, love of the world, love of God, all these loves are really one love in different degrees of light and density.

When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in.

The American culture especially, and Western culture in general, urges us to not only become the best that we can be, but also win against the competition.

When we turn our gaze to the inside, it becomes difficult to locate this familiar sense of self. To overcome that fear we need to feel special in some way.

Each of us is already special in the sense that nobody has the unique pattern of potentialities that anyone else has.