Celebrate the absence of suffering but don't forget your courage and ability to gather all of you and celebrate in the face of suffering as well!

Our eyes do not open to that to which we close our heart.

All becoming eventually perishes under the sands of time. Becoming. Just a wave on the ocean of being.

Happy can be controlled no more than happiness can. When we seek control in our associations and relationships with another or with our own self, we only come across misery and the miserable. The expanse of our happiness is determined by the extent of our ability to let go.

May we not burden another in our attempts to unburden ourselves. May the togetherness of our being forever reside as an effervescent giggle of timeless laughter in the sacred core of our hearts.

How may I thank the rough sands that support my feet,
The light breeze that giggles as air in my hair?
How to be grateful to this dear life, its beauty, its passions, its despair?
How best to tend to this kind heart, that never does cease to care...

It slips through my fingers,
Into your awaiting hands
I could hold on to it no more,
In love, a life content.

Some hurts can be healed. 
Others, ignored. 
The pain of a longing heart,
Ever constant, life's ebb and flow.

The truths we are unable to share hurt just as much, and sometimes a whole lot more, as any lies that we tell, be it to another or to our own self.

Only in freedom from fear is there joy, is there generosity. Live heartily, share abundantly.

Love is not passivity or compliance. It is the most powerful revolutionary and transformative force in the Universe. Look deep within and investigate whether your efforts to "not rock the boat" are really love or the absence thereof?

Fear is to love as shadow is to light. As long as one seeks light, there will always be shadow. Only when one is light itself does the shadow disappear. To be love is to be free from all fear.

If nothing about our life changed from how it is today, if it continued to be just as it is in this moment for time eternal, could we be at peace with it? be alive with it? If not, know that we are already missing living our life, that we have understood neither life nor living. There is no life, no living, and no being alive to other than to the eternity of the present moment.

In essence, everything has always existed and always will; nothing had ever existed and never will. All that is there are forming and dissolving forms. All that never existed are the labels for these forms. That which exists is total emptiness - devoid of everything - of all forms, of all dissolutions, of all labels, and even absent of the one who labels and the one who observes the phenomenon of labeling and one who observes this observer observing the labeling and ad infinitum.

How wasteful to fill our days with doing more of that which does not serve us to begin with.

Do less. Be more.