Find happiness in small, everyday things.

Pando carries a timeless teaching: We are one.

When you’re experiencing a breakdown because your life seems unbearable, remind yourself that you’re on the cusp of a breakthrough.

Consciously leaving a gate open is a form of closure. It’s an acknowledgement that life happens. Leaving a gate open lets life through.

The horizon changes as we move. We are the reference point. If we don’t move, nor does the horizon.

Be alert for an almost silent tap or a whisper of the real reason you’re here, which, in the bustle of activity, goes unnoticed.

If your life reminds you of a fiery furnace, don’t try to run away. Become aware of the source of the flames you’re possibly generating.

To be at peace with myself, and bring peace to others, I will be fully present with my inward life, connected to my deeper self all day.

I’m a wave. A process. For some strange reason, sensing my life this way takes away fear. There’s nothing I need to hold on to.

Don't think twice, it's all right. We think too much and carry an underlying fear that everything is all wrong.

When life shows its inevitable imperfections, that’s when we’re being called upon to be bringers of light.

Sometimes I forget to love, but love is always present, just waiting for me to get out of the way so it can come through.

If Mum had a soap box, she’d step on it and shake an admonitory, multi-ringed finger: ‘Get along, everyone,’ she’d say. 'It's not hard.'

Our soul tears are talking to us. Let’s listen.

It’s not often society gets such a shock as we’ve had, such a shake-up of our schedules, a re-arrangement of our priorities.

We don’t seek to age. It happens. The years go by but faintly noticed, as soft and silent as down blown from a thistle.

The Japanese call it Shinrin-Yoku. Meditators call it forest bathing. Aussies call it going bush. It means to spend time in nature.

During the COVID-!9 pandemic we’re going to have to be creative and think outside the box to find ways to care for vulnerable people

As Marianne Williamson wrote in A Return to Love: We are all part of a vast sea of love, one indivisible divine mind.

Water may be ice cubes or a hot cup of tea,but it’s water all the same. You may have dementia and I may be arranging social support for you,