If you look closely at a tree you'll notice it's knots and dead branches, just like our bodies. What we learn is that beauty and imperfection go together wonderfully.

Beauty saves. Beauty heals. Beauty motivates. Beauty unites. Beauty returns us to our origins, and here lies the ultimate act of saving, of healing, of overcoming dualism.

There is no end to the beauty for the person who is aware. Even the cracks between the sidewalk contain geometric patterns of amazing beauty.

I enjoy a four-seasonal climate and wide-open spaces, so being on an island 2,500 miles into the South Pacific made me feel a little claustrophobic.

A global awakening can only happen from a spiritual awakening that is of global dimensions.

Creation is all space, all time - all things past, present, and future.

When our inner self connects to our work and our work to our inner self, the work knows no limit, for the inner self knows no limit.

The system is not working. That is how a paradigm shift begins: the established way of seeing the world no longer functions.

Our self-expression is meant to be a manifestation of the silence of our hearts.

Soul is our appetite, driving us to eat from the banquet of life. People filled with the hunger of soul take food from every dish before them, whether it be sweet or bitter.

Prayer is essentially about making the heart strong so that fear cannot penetrate there.

I think I did pretty well, considering I started out with nothing but a bunch of blank paper.

We are always fascinated with the past, but the future is always brighter.

Discouragement is your enemy, therefore resist it

It has its dark splendor, to walk the nightmare terrain forever.

How hard it is to have the beautiful interdependence of marriage and yet be strong in oneself alone.

The most simple way to stay encouraged is to feed your heart on what He is doing, not on what He hasn't done. If you can't see what He is doing, feed on what He has done in the past.

I think death is a big deal, obviously.

I want to be successful, not famous.

Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.

Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January.