Loudly declaring our soul’s desire can get the blood running and our passions blazing.
And I found that I can do it if I choose to – I can stay awake and let the sorrows of the world tear me apart and then allow the joys to put me back together different from before but whole once again.
Every act I live while I am fully awake can not help but be both prayer and lovemaking.
The courage to go deeper is found by letting your desire grow larger than your fear.
What if becoming who and what we truly are happens not through striving and trying but by recognizing and receiving the people and places and practices that offer us the warmth of encouragement we need to unfold?
There is nowhere to go. What you are looking for is right here. Open the fist clenched in wanting and see what you already hold in your hand.
Sometimes I think there are only two instructions we need to follow to develop and deepen our spiritual life: slow down and let go.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
When we surrender when we do not fight with life when it calls upon us we are lifted and the strength to do what needs to be done finds us.
We have been sold a lifestyle, when what our soul desired was life.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
What if the question is not why I am so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do I so infrequently want to be the person I really am?
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
Not doing is not about immobility or giving up in despair. It is first and foremost about being able to be with, to accept fully, what is in this moment.
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know whether you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
The world we live in is a co-creation, a manifestation of individual consciousness woven into a collective dream. How we are with each other as individuals, as groups, as nations and tribes, is what shapes that dream.