“Chanting just hits you and you want to be a part of it. That’s the point of this whole thing. That’s what cuts through all the ‘stuff’. You get lit up. You don’t have to know what it means.”

I mope around less. It is horrible. I miss it.

The presence of real love in the world inspires me.

You can’t manipulate a heart open. You can only allow it to open in the right circumstances.

I didn’t know what I was looking for, but I knew whatever it was that I was looking for was real.

Practice is not about how you feel while you are doing it. You are planting seeds.

You can never really know what a guru is as long as you are imprisoned by your own thoughts and circular ego.

All we can know is our own subjective version of reality. That’s the way we go through our lives. Everybody.

You cannot think your way out of a box made of thought.

We all inhabit our lives, in different ways to some degree. We see ourselves a certain way, and based on how we see ourselves, that’s how we see the world.

I chant to save my miserable ass. That’s what I do.

Hanuman not only gives liberation, he also fulfills our beneficial desires.

Devotion is a disease. And you catch it from those people who have it.

We are just here, right? We are just people doing our thing. And the most important aspect of anything we do is our motivation, why we do it.

Can you imagine what it would be like to all of a sudden see another color that nobody else sees?

When we start to talk about gurus, we’re talking about beings who actually know what this is all about. They know who we were, where we came from, and where we’re going. They are not imprisoned in a selfish or self-centered view of the universe.

This is what I do to keep my head screwed on semi-straight and keep my heart open. Whenever I sing, that’s why I sing. Whether it’s at the Grammys, whether it’s in the bathroom, whether it’s in front of 10,000 people or three people, by my guru’s grace, my head stays in that place.