Much thought has at its root a dissatisfaction with what is. Wanting is the urge for the next moment to contain what this moment does not. When there is wanting in the mind, that moment feels incomplete. Wanting is seeing elsewhere. Completeness is being right here.

Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me. There is nothing to do but be.

When we turn to our innate wisdom for the harmony of mind and gut, we heal the entrance to the heart as it seeks to beat in rhythm with the world.

Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.

We've all been should upon enough.

When the heart acknowledges how much pain there is in the mind, it turns like a mother toward a frightened child.

The mind creates the abyss. The heart crosses over it. Love is the bridge.