“You could think of mindfulness as wise and affectionate attention.”

This is something called “walking meditation.” The goal is to learn to be aware of each and every movement and feeling. I know it seems ridiculous, but it does change the way you experience walking.

All the suffering, stress, and addiction comes from not realizing you already are what you are looking for.

Stillness, insight, and wisdom arise only when we can settle into being complete in this moment, without having to seek or hold on to or reject anything.

Too much of the education system orients students toward becoming better thinkers, but there is almost no focus on our capacity to pay attention and cultivate awareness.

The little things? The little moments? They aren’t little.

Writing can be an incredible mindfulness practice.

So, in meditation practice, the best way to get somewhere is to let go of trying to get anywhere at all.

In letting go of wanting something special to occur, maybe we can realize that something special is already occurring.

The real meditation is how you live your life.

Meditation is not about feeling a certain way. It’s about feeling the way you feel.

When awareness embraces the senses, it enlivens them.

Perhaps the most “spiritual” thing any of us can do is simply to look through our own eyes, see with eyes of wholeness, and act with integrity and kindness.

From the point of view of the meditative traditions the entire society is suffering from attention deficit hyperactivity disorder.

Perhaps we just need little reminders from time to time that we are already dignified, deserving, worthy.

Arriving someplace more desirable at some future time is an illusion. This is it.

Just stopping, is a radical act of sanity and love.

Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

Citizens by birth or choice of a common country, that country has a right to concentrate your affections.

If a man can be properly said to love something, it must be clear that he feels affection for it as a whole, and does not love part of it to the exclusion of the rest.

I always had the deepest affection for people who carried sublime tears in their silences.

To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

The way to change others’ minds is with affection, and not anger.

We all want to be loved, don’t we? Everyone looks for a way of finding love. It’s a constant search for affection in every walk of life.

We can live without religion and meditation, but we cannot survive without human affection.