Any time I sit down and write music, the first part of that is always centering myself and thinking about who I currently am.
What I think a psychic is, unfortunately, I think in this day and age, it's taken on sort of a rancid sound.
The weeds keep multiplying in our garden, which is our mind ruled by fear. Rip them out and call them by name.
Animals are just pure, uncomplicated entities of creation from God. They live like the Maasai do in Kenya-for each day is forever to them and the "Now" is what they live in. You can get aggravated with your pets and yell at them, but in a matter of minutes they are licking your hand again in love.
I can assure you that those who have already passed have not only made it to the Other Side, but are in a state of bliss.
Your actions toward others are your bank deposit. It's easy to be good to nice people, but try to be caring to everyone. It is a test.
Look to what you have around you and be grateful, instead of searching for more. All you take with you when you leave this world is love, friendship, and good deeds.
The first moments of sleep are an image of death; a hazy torpor grips our thoughts and it becomes impossible for us to determine the exact instant when the I, under another form, continues the task of existence.
Even disasters -- there are always disasters when you travel -- can be turned into adventures.
The faculty of creating is never given to us all by itself. It always goes hand in hand with the gift of observation.
Peace is Letting Go--Returning to the Silence that cannot enter the realm of words because it is too pure to be contained in words. This is why the tree, the stone, the river, and the mountain are quiet.