“The way we identify and awaken is all a natural process for life waking up to itself. Already awake. There is truly nothing you can do! You can not force a flower to bloom.”

Healing is a natural process happening in stillness.

Practice, until you speak silence fluently.

You don’t become happy, you become aware that you already are.

Silence eats ego for breakfast.

What we truly desire is living without desire.

Only silence can release the bondage of the mind.

If you don’t think about it, what could be more beautiful than now.

The beauty of a quiet mind is that ordinary life becomes extraordinary. There is no need to wait for these moments, or create this moments, they are already and always here. These simple moments can become your natural life, your extraordinary ordinary life.

When you realise the stillness in movement, life becomes love in motion.

Does love need to know that it is love?

We are born as children of ignorance, on a journey to be a child of awareness.

The simple answer to the constant struggle is silence.

Free will exist only in a confused mind.

Don’t be afraid to be deeply alone, aloneness creates stillness, stillness creates healing, healing opens up to love, and in that love the concept of being alone dissolve.

If you are the sun, clouds are not a problem.

Who could ever think that not believing in myself was freedom.

I think you’re made of flowers, how you bloom when there’s light in your skin.

Remember that frost comes latest to those that bloom the highest.

Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.

I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming… suddenly you find – at the age of 50, say – that a whole new life has opened before you.

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?

I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.

Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom.

In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms.