When we identify with who we once were or with our past experiences, not with who we are and what we are doing now, we are like figures in a wax museum. Everything is cool until it's not cool. Inevitably, when the temperature rises, when we are in circumstances that test our mettle, our imposing surface melts and reveals we are just generic skeletal forms. When we identify with who we are and what we are doing now, we can best deal with whatever comes our way....

What's difficult at the beginning is easy at the end; easy at the beginning is difficult at the end. A life in sync with physical and mental strength, agility and health (which peaks in the first third of its duration) is difficult at the beginning and easy at the end. When easy at the end, the only difficult thing at the end is recalling the earlier difficulties as now they too seem easy upon reflection. Thus, difficult at the beginning is easy at the end and makes the beginning difficulties also easy. Likewise, while easy at the beginning is difficult at the end, when the end is difficult the beginning provides us no easy respite....

We start as one, invisible white light. Then separate into paints, a colorful sight. Mixed together, the colors turn black. Once we go black we can never go back.   Before we are born, we are invisible white light; everything else transparently clear. Upon birth, we become tangible and differentiated into an infinite number of translucent hues. Soon thereafter, we are mixed together through socialization, our unique colors turn black and everything is opaque. This is almost irreversible as the darkness induces a self-pleasing sleep state. But when we realize we are essentially white light, everything is clear again....

When things don't go the way we had expected because others disappointed us, we can blame them and/or ourselves. Solely blaming others is selfish, being upset and unhappy because we not grateful for our overall circumstances, and of little redeeming value beyond learning not to depend on particular others in the future. However, when we take full responsibility for the way things work out, we can learn something about the way we are which may preclude us from losing our way forward....

"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist see the opportunity in every difficulty." Our attitudes shape our perceptions....

"We shall not cease from exploration and at the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time." After the end of days, we arrive at the place before our birth. It's like a simple frame surrounding an engaging painting, we don't recognize this place as we've busied ourselves in life. It is here however where we come to know who we are and have always been; nothing and one with everything. The universe is a glass of sparkling water. Each of us a bubble that seems to come out of nowhere, uniquely travelling its way to the top of the glass and then seemingly disappears. We don’t disappear. We become one with everything as we are from before we appear as a bubble....

Every day is wonderful in a different way. That's what makes it wonderful While we remember very few of all those wonderful days now passed, that doesn't take away from their wonderfulness. It allows us to more fully experience the wonderfulness of today....

"The difficulty lies not so much in developing new ideas as in escaping from old ones." We can experience the newness of everything and see endless possibilities once we escape the karmic prisons of our mind's construction....

She was a wonderful and beautiful girl, promiscuous and with low self-esteem. She had the pick of the litter but picking the litter was her dream.   A beautiful girl can have the most desirable mate, unless she has low self-esteem and feels she doesn't deserve the best. With low self-esteem she feels mates are only interested in her for their sexual pleasure which she liberally provides to attract them. Beautiful and promiscuous makes her wonderful for her mates. Picking many mates, she get the average mate; like garbage relative to the most desirable....