A Flow Of Happiness And

A Person Is A Pattern Of Behavior, Of A Larger Awareness.

In The Past Few Decades, There Has Been A Revolution In How We Perceive The Body. What Appears To Be An Object, A Three-dimensional Anatomical Structure, Is Actually A Process, A Constant Flow Of Energy And Information.

If I Find A Green Meadow Splashed With Daisies And Sit Down Beside A Clear-running Brook, I Have Found Medicine. It Soothes My Hurts As Well As When I Sat In My Mother's Lap In Infancy, Because The Earth Really Is My Mother, And The Green Meadow Is Her Lap.

It Isn't Love When Another Person Cannot Give You The Space To Live Your Own Life.

When We Meditate, We Go Beyond The Swirl Of Thoughts, Memories And Emotions That Tend To Keep Us Stuck In Our Ego's Story Of Who We Are. We Enter An Expanded State Of Awareness And Discover Our Own Inner Fountain Of Joy, A Source Of Happiness That Isn't Dependent On Anyone Or Anything.