I Know Who I Am.

I'm Not That Tough; I'm Not That Smart. I Need Life Telling Me Who I Am, Showing Me My Mind Constantly. I Wouldn't See It In A Cave.

Sometimes It's An External Approach Where One Can Learn The Skills Required, Let's Say, Learn To Play The Trumpet And In That Process Other Things Happen. It's Magical: Through The Process Of Practicing Four Hours A Day You Start Focusing On Emotion And When You Pick Up The Trumpet It's Filled With Feeling.

There Are Some Problems On This Planet That Seem To Be Intractable.

We've Had Too Many World Aids Days.

In A Situation Like This, Of Course You Identify With Everyone Who's Suffering. (but We Must Also Think About) The Terrorists Who Are Creating Such Horrible Future Lives For Themselves Because Of The Negativity Of This Karma. It's All Of Our Jobs To Keep Our Minds As Expansive As Possible. If You Can See (the Terrorists) As A Relative Who's Dangerously Sick And We Have To Give Them Medicine, And The Medicine Is Love And Compassion. There's Nothing Better.