I met an old lady once, almost a hundred years old, and she told me, 'There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me? And Who's in charge?
Operation Self- Esteem- Day Fucking One.
Having a baby is like getting a tattoo on your face. You really need to be certain it's what you want before you commit.
I'm choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am. I'm making space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.
It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away.
Look for God, suggests my Guru. Look for God like a man with his head on fire looks for water.
Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.
In desperate love, we always invent the characters of our partners, demanding they be what we need of them, and then feeling devastated when they refuse to perform the role we created in the first place.
I think I deserve something beautiful.
Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You'll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing...
The Bhagavad Gita- that ancient Indian Yogic text- says that it is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else's life with perfection.
To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.
To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow- this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.
When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.
There is a reason they call God a presence- because God is right here, right now. In the present is the only place to find Him, and now is the only time.
Sometimes life is too hard to be alone, and sometimes life is too good to be alone.
To travel is worth any cost or sacrifice.
Prayer is a relationship; half the job is mine. If I want transformation, but can't even be bothered to articulate what, exactly, I'm aiming for, how will it ever occur? Half the benefit of prayer is in the asking itself, in the offering of a clearly posed and well-considered intention. If you don't have this, all your pleas and desires are boneless, floppy, inert; they swirl at your feet in a cold fog and never lift.
When the karma of a relationship is done, only love remains. It's safe. Let go.
We don't realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme self who is eternally at peace.
To find the balance you want, this is what you must become. You must keep your feet grounded so firmly on the earth that it's like you have 4 legs instead of 2. That way, you can stay in the world. But you must stop looking at the world through your head. You must look through your heart, instead. That way, you will know God.
At some point, you gotta let go, and sit still, and allow contentment to come to you.
I was full of a hot, powerful sadness and would have loved to burst into the comfort of tears, but tried hard not to, remembering something my Guru once said -- that you should never give yourself a chance to fall apart because, when you do, it becomes a tendency and it happens over and over again. You must practice staying strong, instead.
I am a better person when I have less on my plate.
Deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time. When you are standing in that forest of sorrow, you cannot imagine that you could ever find your way to a better place. But if someone can assure you that they themselves have stood in that same place, and now have moved on, sometimes this will bring hope
Some days are meant to be counted, others are meant to be weighed.
You can measure the happiness of a marriage by the number of scars that each partner carries on their tongues, earned from years of biting back angry words.
We search for happiness everywhere, but we are like Tolstoy's fabled beggar who spent his life sitting on a pot of gold, under him the whole time. Your treasure-your perfection-is within you already. But to claim it, you must leave the buy commotion of the mind and abandon the desires of the ego and enter into the silence of the heart.
You are, after all, what you think. Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.
I crossed the street to walk in the sunshine.
Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.
I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on the water.
You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.
The love that moves the sun and the other stars.
One must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation.
Zen masters say you cannot see your reflection in running water, only in still water.
I thought about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.
I wondered, "Why have I been chasing happiness my whole life when bliss was here the entire time?
Destiny, I feel, is also a relationship- a play between divine grace and willful self-effort.
we must take care of our families wherever we find them.