We are moving from a chain of command to a web of connection, from competition to collaboration, from markets to networks and stockholders to stakeholders, and greed to green.

It's not the meaning of life we seek but our aliveness. Once we have that, the meaning of life is obvious.

The body is the vehicle, consciousness the driver. Yoga is the path, and the chakras are the map.

To love ourselves is to act respectfully toward ourselves, to enjoy our own company when in solitude, to honor our limits and speak our truths.

To lose our connection with the body is to become spiritually homeless. Without an anchor we float aimlessly, battered by the winds and waves of life

It is only by embracing the full spectrum of human consciousness that we can bring about a true awakening of the heart

Chakras are organizational centers for the reception, assimilation, and transmission of life-force energy. They are the stepping stones between heaven and earth.

We either get success or lessons. If we learn our lessons successfully, we get both.

Love is a state of being in harmony with oneself.

The cultural transformation from the love of power to the power of love is the drama of our time.

Scared is what happens when the sacred gets scrambled.

Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives

Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn't matter. I'm not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn't make us better, then what on earth is it for.

Adaptability enforces creativity, and creativity is adaptability.

A Reader lives life (personal) within Life (social).

In a well-made garden every day is new.

My observation is China is thinking more as a global player than regionally, in both politics and economics.

The dead hand has too long hampered the freedom of the living.

The world is too serious. To get mad at a work of art-because maybe somebody, somewhere is blowing his stack over what I've done-is like getting mad at a hot fudge sundae.

I would like to say prison life at its very best and worst infinitely sucks.

I have eaten your bread and salt. I have drunk your water and wine. The deaths ye died I have watched beside And the lives ye led were mine.