Poetry for People 
Who Don't Read Poetry. Spirituality for Me
and Maybe You.

Give yourself the delicious permission...

We gain as much nobility by hard work as by...

Our goals are fleeting...

Whatever we condemn...

Your genius lies...

Love is only weak when...

When you want the approval of others...

We can only seek something we have already defined.

Most are willing to...

The miraculous...

Every human instant is a focusing of attention. Every human lifetime reflects an overall habit of attention.

Two ideas, I think, have often made my conversations unsatisfying.

"We now live in a culture where we’re never bored and everything is boring."

The sunset, the seagull, the crashing waves, the great slow turning of our planet. The inspiration that visits me, a new person coming...

How we digest experience is what makes it good or bad. It's not up to providence. It's up to us.

One of the greatest, or maybe the greatest, discovery of my life has been the extent to which things I've taken as true are not.

Anger is an emotion. Like any other. It is neither right nor wrong. Rather, it is sacred.

Recipe for Harm: What you hate in you, call bad. Project it. Attack.

The volume of our shouting is a measure of the frailty of our ideas.

In a YouTube video, a man asked the Indian teacher Sadhguru something to the effect of, "I want to achieve enlightenment, but I feel I'm...