We repeatedly discard the very things that we ‘need’ in the maddening pursuit of that which we ‘want.’ And if this behavior persists, in the end we will stand holding neither.

I thought myself sufficiently shrewd to make whatever decisions I wanted to make, and then to be able to sufficiently steer those decisions away from the rather dark and nasty places they would naturally take me. And I stand oddly perplexed that suddenly everything around me is dark and nasty.

Freedom is not permission to be stupid, for the exercise of ‘stupid’ as a ‘right’ is certain to destroy the very freedom that stupidly used to be stupid. And that’s about as stupid as stupid gets.

Probably more than anything, our priorities tell us how much of a priority we’ve placed upon thinking about what our priorities should be before we decided that they should be our priorities. And for many of us, it’s rather apparent that our priority was anything but thinking.

The mistake was to think that the hawks were flying under their own power, when in fact they were catching the updrafts created by nature’s power. Therefore, to truly rise is not a product of our own brute force wherein we create the power. Rather, it is a seasoned wisdom that knows where to find the power.

How can I claim to be the center of my universe when I can’t even conceptualize that which I claim to be the center of?

What makes me think that I can define reality when I can scarcely define myself.

Truth is the thing that protects me from chasing the stuff that will rather quickly end up chasing me.

How many times has our conscience firmly prompted us to ‘draw the line,’ and we showed up with an eraser?