Living with mindfulness. Love is a verb. It’s a doing word. It happens in moments where curiosity, openness and acceptance dwell.

You are like a fig. Packed full of potential.

Be filled with wonder - at yourself and everything else.

Say or do something to change the situation; walk away from the situation; or accept the situation completely.

Every moment, every action, every thought, every breath we take, is a symbol. Everything is what it is, plus what it symbolises.

Facts may be interesting or important. But now and then, as much as possible, I step back from the world of facts, and experience wonder.

Silence is everywhere. Even in an underground train tunnel with an express racing through, silence is still present.

Be like the bittern. Do no harm. Make your distinctive call. Unfailingly unfold your being.

The Zen state is attainable through sinking deeply into consistent, daily effort, whether you pirouette, weld, build roads or drive buses.

Forgetting perfection, and accepting what is, opens a door between me and this moment. It connects me intimately with it. I am in the moment

If you paid attention in daily life to the same degree that you do while you dance, how rich your life would be.

The things you long for like freedom and peace, truth and true, abide in you. They are an integral part of your essential nature, available

But people need more than our words or thoughts. They need us. Our whole being. Our hands. Our feet. Our hearts.

The world needs a literal sun for life to be sustained, but the world also needs figurative suns — you and me — shining light and warmth.

Howard Thurman, theologian, philosopher and civil rights leader, wrote in Meditations of the Heart: Look out on life with quiet eyes.

Our inner light is our consciousness. It’s what we turn on when we stop living on autopilot. It spills out into the world through conscious

What if I listen better in the next twenty-four hours? What if I drop the illusion of who I think I am right now?

I have a book on my desk, bought new. It stares up at me accusingly, shouting “Read me! Read Me!" It's 'Poems That Make Grown Women Cry'.

Don’t wait for tomorrow. Work with today. That’s all you’ve got. And it’s waiting for you to give it your full attention!

Find happiness in small, everyday things.