I Know That Even At Moments Of

A Mind That Doesn't Question Its Judgements, Makes The World Very Small And Dangerous.

Just Keep Coming Home To Yourself, You Are The One Who You've Been Waiting For.

Even Breathing Is A Contribution.

I Am A Lover Of What Is, Not Because I'm A Spiritual Person, But Because It Hurts When I Argue With Reality.

When You're Operating On Uninvestigated Theories Of What's Going On And You Aren't Even Aware Of It, You're In What I Call "the Dream." Often The Dream Becomes Troubling; Sometimes It Even Turns Into A Nightmare. At Times Like These, You May Want To Test The Truth Of Your Theories By Doing The Work On Them. The Work Always Leaves You With Less Of Your Uncomfortable Story. Who Would You Be Without It? How Much Of Your World Is Made Up Of Unexamined Stories? You'll Never Know Until You Inquire.