“I wonder where a guy, an everyday Joe like myself can find a little action.”

Sandworms…you know I hate ’em!

These aren’t my rules. Come to think of it. I don’t have any rules.

Well, I’ve read through that handbook for the recently deceased. It says, ‘live people ignore the strange and unusual. I, myself, am strange and unusual.

My whole life is a dark room. One big dark room.

Those who see worldly life as an obstacle to Dharma see no Dharma in everyday actions. They have not yet discovered that there are no everyday actions outside of Dharma.

Work honestly, meditate everyday, meet people without fear and play.

Divine reality is not way up in the sky somewhere; it is readily available in the encounters of everyday life, which make hash of my illusions that I can control the ways God comes to me.

Hallucinatory – that’s just the way everyday life is, in Colombia. All the time, you say to yourself, did I just see that?

My everyday job is about superficial beauty, but when I’m not working I prefer to work on my inner beauty – I read a lot, I try to learn.

Taking delight in my family, my time in nature, and in the chance to do work that I find endlessly fascinating and rewarding. My smile grows even bigger when I think about how lucky I am to have such delights be part of my everyday life.

It’s up to you to make everyday as perfect as possible. It’s a question of will and discipline.

I live every day, day to day. I will go wherever life takes me. I’m not questioning it.