Any Story That You Tell About Yourself

Clarity Moves Much More Efficiently Than Violence Or Stress.

In The Fall, You Don't Grieve Because The Leaves Are Falling And Dying. You Say, "isn't It Beautiful!" Well, We're The Same Way. There Are Seasons. We All Fall Sooner Or Later. It's All So Beautiful. And Our Concepts, Without Investigation, Keep Us From Knowing This. It's Beautiful To Be A Leaf, To Be Born, To Fall, To Give Way To The Next, To Become Food For The Roots. It's Life, Always Changing Its Form And Always Giving Itself Completely. We All Do Our Part. No Mistake.

When You Say Or Do Anything To Please, Get, Keep, Influence, Or Control Anyone Or Anything, Fear Is The Cause And Pain Is The Result.

Whatever It Takes For You To Find Your Freedom, That's What You've Lived.

A Lover Of What Is Looks Forward To Everything: Life, Death, Disease, Loss, Earthquakes, Bombs, Anything The Mind Might Be Tempted To Call 'bad.' Life Will Bring Us Everything We Need, To Show Us What We Haven't Undone Yet. Nothing Outside Ourselves Can Make Us Suffer. Except For Our Unquestioned Thoughts, Every Place Is Paradise.