At The Root Of All The Harm

Honesty Without Kindness, Humor, And Goodheartedness Can Be Just Mean.

The Most Difficult Times For Many Of Us Are The Ones We Give Ourselves.

Everybody Loves Something, Even If It's Only Tortillas.

When We Cling To Thoughts And Memories, We Are Clinging To What Cannot Be Grasped. When We Touch These Phantoms And Let Them Go, We May Discover A Space, A Break In The Chatter, A Glimpse Of Open Sky. This Is Our Birthright—the Wisdom With Which We Were Born, The Vast Unfolding Display Of Primordial Richness, Primordial Openness, Primordial Wisdom Itself. When One Thought Has Ended And Another Has Not Yet Begun, We Can Rest In That Space.

None Of Us Is Ever Ok, But We All Get Through Everything Just Fine.