There is no armor like perseverance.

We are fragmented into so many different aspects. We don't know who we really are, or what aspects of ourselves we should identify with or believe in. So many contradictory voices, dictates, and feelings fight for control over our inner lives that we find ourselves scattered everywhere, in all directions, leaving nobody at home.

We must never forget that it is through our actions, words, and thoughts that we have a choice.

Saints and mystics throughout history have adorned their realisations with different names and given them different faces and interpretations, but what they are all fundamentally experiencing is the essential nature of the mind.

Whatever we have done with our lives makes us what we are when we die. And everything, absolutely everything, counts.

Sitting like a mountain let your mind rise and fly and soar.

What should we "do" with the mind in meditation? Nothing. Just leave it, simply, as it is.