“This has nothing to do with premonitions, there is nothing supernatural or mysterious about it, what’s mysterious is that we pay no heed to it.” | Continue reading
“Once upon a time your fore-fathers made no scruple about not only killing, but also eating their relations.” | Continue reading
“To despair over oneself, in despair to want to be rid of oneself, is the formula for all despair.” | Continue reading
How to grow “absorbed into the being or existence of the universe.” | Continue reading
"The most comprehensive formulation of therapeutic goals is the striving for wholeheartedness: to be without pretense, to be emotionally sincere, to be able to put the whole of oneself into one’s feelings, one’s work, one’s beliefs. It can be approximated only to the extent that … | Continue reading
“The true realism, always and everywhere, is that of the poets: to find out where joy resides, and give it a voice far beyond singing.” | Continue reading
“Neither the whole of truth nor the whole of good is revealed to any single observer.” | Continue reading
“Life is wasted when we make it more terrifying, precisely because it is so easy to do so.” | Continue reading
The art-science that captured the wonder of some of “the most brilliant productions of Nature.” | Continue reading
How to bear the gravity of being. | Continue reading
How to “include everything coherently and harmoniously in an overall whole that is undivided, unbroken, and without a border.” | Continue reading
The psychological machinery of our commonest coping mechanism for the terror of hurt, rejection, and abandonment. | Continue reading
“We’ve come this far, survived this much. What would happen if we decided to survive more? To love harder?” | Continue reading
“The people we love are built into us.” | Continue reading
Notes on the eternal dialogue between art and science in our yearning to know reality. | Continue reading
Searching for “that principle which keys us deeply into the pattern of all life.” | Continue reading
“Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back.” | Continue reading
"Self-knowledge... is not an aim in itself, but a means of liberating the forces of spontaneous growth. In this sense, to work at ourselves becomes not only the prime moral obligation, but... the prime moral privilege." | Continue reading
The neuroscience, physics, and philosophy of freedom in a universe of fixed laws. | Continue reading
Soulful art from stories that speak “to the childhood of all times and all races.” | Continue reading
“Since our consciousness plays some part in what comes into being, the play of attention can both create and destroy, but it never leaves its object unchanged.” | Continue reading
“Know thyself, and that thou art mortal. But know thyself, denying that thou art mortal.” | Continue reading
A touchingly human reminder of our capacity for ecstasy, transcendence, and collective felicity. | Continue reading
"Blessed be you, mighty matter, irresistible march of evolution, reality ever new-born; you who, by constantly shattering our mental categories, force us to go ever further and further in our pursuit of the truth." | Continue reading
“Love is a bet, a wild one, placed on freedom. Not my own; the freedom of the Other… A knot made of two intertwined freedoms.” We love to forget ourselves, but also to remember what we are: mortal creatures lustful of meaning, radiant with life, eternally alone and eternally long … | Continue reading
“We read excitedly of the latest chemical, computational, or quantum theory of mind, and then ask, ‘Is that all there is to it?'” | Continue reading
“We live and move by splitting the light of the present, as a canoe’s bow parts water.” | Continue reading
"Because mystery is horrible to us, we have agreed for the most part to live in a world of labels; to make of them the current coin of experience, and ignore their merely symbolic character, the infinite gradation of values which they misrepresent." | Continue reading
“These are hours of exquisite pain; thank Heaven this particular pang comes to us but once.” | Continue reading
“To become conscious of what one is doing to earn his feeling of heroism is the main self-analytic problem of life.” | Continue reading
“The miracle is that we rise again out of suffering… The miracle is that we create ourselves anew.” | Continue reading
“Fill yourself with the beautiful stuff of the world… Get amazed. Get astonished. Get awed on a regular basis, so that getting awed is habitual and becomes a state of being.” | Continue reading
“Gardening is like poetry in that it is gratuitous, and also that it cannot be done on will alone.” | Continue reading
“To the soul, time does not exist. Only her own great purpose exists, shining clear and steady through the mists before her.” | Continue reading
On cruelty, kindness, and the song of life. | Continue reading
On inviting the state of being that “allows for that larval inner experience which distinguishes true psychic creativity from obsessional productiveness.” | Continue reading
"In a world full of people who seem to know everything, passionately, based on little (often slanted) information, where certainty is often mistaken for power, what a relief it is to be in the company of someone confident enough to stay unsure (that is, perpetually curious)." | Continue reading
“Every jealous person knows jealousy to be a brutally degrading experience and resists with all his might revealing the extent of his degradation.” | Continue reading
"Despite every single lie to the contrary, despite every single action born of that lie — we are in the midst of rhizomatic care that extends in every direction, spatially, temporally, spiritually." | Continue reading
A roadmap to the fulfilled belonging on the other side of “the great aloneness which knows not what is far and what is near, nor what is small nor great.” | Continue reading
"Faithfulness to the moment and to the present circumstance entails continuous surrender... Only unconditional surrender leads to real emptiness, and from that place of emptiness I can be prolific and free." | Continue reading
On sympathy, reciprocity, and satisfying the fulness of our nature. | Continue reading
“It is absolutely inward and private, the relation between oneself and an animal.” | Continue reading
“We are lichens on a grand scale.” | Continue reading
“We only need to be as true to others as we are to ourselves that there may be ground enough for friendship.” | Continue reading
The making of our densely networked crucible of thought and tenderness. | Continue reading
In praise of our “property of error, spontaneous, uncontrolled, and rich in possibilities.” | Continue reading
“A talent grows by being used, and withers if it is not used.” | Continue reading