One Morning As I Lay Sleeping On

There Is No Thought Or Situation That You Can't Put Up Against Inquiry. Every Thought, Every Person, Every Apparent Problem Is Here For The Sake Of Your Freedom.

One Morning In February 1986, Out Of Nowhere, I Experienced A Realization. In An Instant, I Discovered That When I Believed My Stressful Thoughts, I Suffered, But When I Questioned Them, I Didn't Suffer.

I Love What I Think, And I'm Never Tempted To Believe It. Thoughts Are Like The Wind Or The Leaves On The Trees Or The Raindrops Falling. They're Not Personal, They Don't Belong To Us, They Just Come And Go. When They're Met With Understanding, They're Friends.

This Is The Time. This Is The Place. This Is The Vastness. Right Here Is Paradise. Always. Always.

Nothing Comes Ahead Of Its Time, And Nothing Ever Happened That Didn't Need To Happen.