“The body is a sensing instrument of consciousness. Without the body and mind, the trees could not see themselves.”

You will only lose when you resist reality; you will only struggle when you disagree with what is.

You must choose between your attachments and happiness.

You don’t awaken, what has eternally been awake realizes itself. That which is eternally awake is what you are.

Meditation is a dress rehearsal for death.

What gets taken away are all the exterior means we thought we wanted love to come to us. You have the choice to notice the perfect set up to see love is exactly what you are.

Grief, unresisted, is grace. It doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t rip your heart out….In great grief, there’s an incredible love in it. In love there’s a tinge of bitter. In true love.

The biggest barrier to awakening is the belief that it is something rare.

When a group of people come together as a response to that kind of inward call, it creates a very powerful environment, where truth is held in the highest esteem and the reality of our being responds to that deepest intention.

You’re willing to realize that maybe everything you’ve ever thought about yourself really isn’t true.

The light of consciousness has no mind to change or alter anything. When you start to see the light that you really are, the light waking up in you, the radiance, you realize it has no intention to change you.

Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, ‘I love you,’ he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, ‘I hate you,’ she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views-literally.

Enlightenment is, in the end, nothing more than the natural state of being.

To be free of fear is to be full of Love.

Eventually, in the state of liberation, meditation will simply become your natural condition.

If we know who and what we are very thoroughly, we will express and manifest that in what we do. It is all very simple.

Most human beings spend their lives battling with opposing inner forces: what they think they should do versus what they are doing; how they feel about themselves versus how they are; whether they think they’re right and worthy or wrong and unworthy.

Conscious faith is freedom. Emotional faith is slavery. Mechanical faith is foolishness.

In consciousness dwells the wondrous, with it man attains the realm beyond the material, and the Peyote tells us, where to find it.

We do not die because we have to die; we die because one day, and not so long ago, our consciousness was forced to deem it necessary.

Our own consciousness is incapable of having produce the universe. God, therefore, exists. That is to say, there is no reason for not applying the term God, Theos, to the intimate essence.

All the senses awaken and fall into harmony in poetic reverie. Poetic reverie listens to this polyphony of the senses, and the poetic consciousness must record it.

Music is given to us specifically to make order of things, to move from an anarchic, individualistic state to a regulated, perfectly concious one, which alone insures vitality and durability.

Why is it so difficult to simply be, to look around the room and just be free; why do I feel a need to add something to me, when I’m the consciousness that holds every key.

The Srimad-Bhagavatam states that any bona fide preacher of God consciousness must have the qualities of titiksa (tolerance) and karuna (compassion). In the character of Lord Jesus Christ we find both these qualities.