“We do not have to improve ourselves; we just have to let go of what blocks our heart.”

Ours is a society of denial that conditions us to protect ourselves from any direct difficulty and discomfort. We expend enormous energy denying our insecurity, fighting pain, death and loss and hiding from the basic truths of the natural world and of our own nature.

Let go of the battle. Breathe quietly and let it be. Let your body relax and your heart soften. Open to whatever you experience without fighting.

Train your mind the same way you’d train a puppy: Be patient, be consistent, and have some fun along the way.

Attention to the human body brings healing and regeneration. Through awareness of the body we remember who we really are.

Peace requires us to surrender our illusions of control.

Even Socrates, who lived a very frugal and simple life, loved to go to the market. When his students asked about this, he replied, “I love to go and see all the things I am happy without.

We have only now, only this single eternal moment opening and unfolding before us, day and night.

To let go does not mean to get rid of. To let go means to let be. When we let be with compassion, things come and go on their own.

Equanimity arises when we accept the way things are.

Every facet, every department of your mind, is to be programmed by you. And unless you assume your rightful responsibility, and begin to program your own mind, the world will program it for you.

The person who betrayed you is sunning themselves on a beach in Hawaii and you’re knotted up in hatred. Who is suffering?

The goal of practice is always to keep our beginner’s mind.

To live fully is to let go and die with each passing moment, and to be reborn in each new one.

The grief we carry is part of the grief of the world. Hold it gently. Let it be honored. You do not have to keep it in anymore. You can let go into the heart of compassion; you can weep.

We can always begin again.

Within each of us there is a silence as vast as the universe. We long for it. We can return to it.

Do the gods light this fire in our hearts or does each man’s mad desire become his god?

You always miss the chance to fall for someone else, Cause your heart only knows me.

You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.

I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.

It makes sense that if you good in your heart then you closer to God.

It is a simple feat of scientific electrical engineering – only expensive – blind, faint-hearted, doubting world.

Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.

Not every man with a heart is understanding, nor every man with an ear a listener, and nor every man with eyes able to see.