To Argue With Reality Is To Argue

A Lover Of What Is Looks Forward To Everything: Life, Death, Disease, Loss, Earthquakes, Bombs, Anything The Mind Might Be Tempted To Call 'bad.' Life Will Bring Us Everything We Need, To Show Us What We Haven't Undone Yet. Nothing Outside Ourselves Can Make Us Suffer. Except For Our Unquestioned Thoughts, Every Place Is Paradise.

I Think Our Children Are Afraid To Die Because We're Afraid To Die.

Any Stressful Thought That You Have About The Planet, For Example, Shows You Where You Are Stuck, Where Your Energy Is Being Exhausted In Not Fully Meeting Life As It Is, Without Conditions.

If Someone Says, "katie, You Are Out Of Order," Over Something I've Said, Or, "katie, You Are Wrong," If I Defend Myself Or Justify Myself, Then I Have Just Started The War.

I've Heard People Say That They Cling To Their Painful Thoughts Because They're Afraid That Without Them They Wouldn't Be Activists For Peace. “if I Feel Peaceful,” They Say, “why Would I Bother Taking Action At All?” My Answer Is “because That's What Love Does.” To Think That We Need Sadness Or Outrage To Motivate Us To Do What's Right Is Insane. As If The Clearer And Happier You Get, The Less Kind You Become. As If When Someone Finds Freedom, She Just Sits Around All Day With Drool Running Down Her Chin. My Experience Is The Opposite. Love Is Action.