A gift is like a seed; it is not an impressive thing. It is what can grow from the seed that is impressive. If we wait until our seed becomes a tree before we offer it, we will wait and wait, and the seed will die from lack of planting.... The miracle is not just the gift; the miracle is in the offering, for if we do not offer, who will?

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.

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

What we choose to love is very important for what we love leads our eyes, ears, and hearts on a pilgrimage that shapes the texture of our lives.

With every breath, the possibility of a new aspect of self arises.

When we come close to those things that break us down, we touch those things that also break us open. And in that breaking open, we uncover our true nature.

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