Many of us incorrectly assume that a spiritual life begins when we change what we normally do in our daily life. We feel we must change our job, our living situation, our relationship, our address, our diet, or our clothes before we can truly begin a spiritual practice. And yet it is not the act but the awareness, the vitality, and the kindness we bring to our work that allows it to become sacred.

In the soil of the quick fix is the seed of a new problem, because our quiet wisdom is unavailable.

To pray is no small thing. It is nothing less than a sacred pilgrimage into the heart of the whole world.

Meditation helps me feel the shape, the texture of my inner life. Here, in the quiet, I can begin to taste what Buddhists would call my true nature, what Jews call the still, small voice, what Christians call the holy spirit.

Can it then be that what we call the 'self' is fluid and elastic? It evolves, strikes a different balance with every new breath.

Because we do not rest we lose our way...Poisoned by the hypnotic belief that good things come only through unceasing determination and tireless effort, we never truly rest. And for want of rest, our lives are in danger.

The more spacious and larger our fundamental nature, the more bearable the pains in living.