You can be aware of your past without being it.

Treat yourself as if you already are enough. Walk as if you are enough. Eat as if you are enough. See, look, listen as if you are enough. Because it's true.

It's never been true, not anywhere at anytime, that the value of a soul, of a human spirit, is dependent on a number on a scale.

Most of us spend our lives protecting ourselves from losses that have already happened.

Awareness is learning to keep yourself company

What you pay attention to grows. Pay attention to your loveliness, your magnificent self. Begin now.

Change happens when you understand what you want to change so deeply that there is no reason to do anything but act in your own best interest.

If you pay attention to when you are hungry, what your body wants, what you are eating, when you've had enough, you end the obsession because obsession and awareness cannot coexist.

We eat the way we eat because we are afraid to feel what we feel.

Awareness is learning to keep yourself company. And then learn to be more compassionate company, as if you were somebody you are fond of and wish to encourage.

If you think your job is to fix what is broken, you keep finding more broken places to mend.

Love makes you free without an asterisk mark.

The deeper thought is, the taller it becomes.

I hate rats. I had a pet rat to try and overcome it. I even gave him mouth-to mouth resuscitation when he had a heart attack. But I couldn't conquer it.

If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.

I was 35 years old and not in the best of shape. I spent many late nights playing music, drinking beer, and eating Taco Bell.

Promises were made for people who do not trust each other.

I wanted to have something that I was proud of and that I knew people would enjoy.

Anything you're trying to will is focused on the future; it's always associated with some sort of anxiety that makes the present moment somewhat uncomfortable.

The concept of conservation is a far truer sign of civilization than that spoilation of a continent which we once confused with progress.

When I was 10, my parents really valued success in the arts, and I thought if I was a famous 'something artistic,' that they would love me more.