Don't underestimate how one's living space affects heart-mind. It is like water. Does yours flow, or is it like a stagnant pond birthing a hell realm of gnats, mosquitos, fruit-flies, and clutter? - from "Prescriptions," The School of Soft-Attention

When the soul becomes unburdened it's like a new saddle on a fresh horse. Suddenly the trail feels right again, and the strong horizon line in front of you as your turn becomes its own form of soothing medicine. Something of the sting and burn of the old poison may linger, but having crossed over from the Shadowlands into new open territory, one can almost pick up the scent of blooming flowers within. - from "The Bouquet of the Last Direction," The School of Soft-Attention

Now walk, especially among the trees if you can. Matsuo Bashō and Kierkegaard frequently relied upon this prescription. - from "Prescriptions," The School of Soft-Attention

The magic of your larger blooming life has been trying to reach you; pouring through the cracks, seeping up through the ground around you. It has no aim, save one: to save you; to bring back the moist oasis of midnight wine and pillow talk to that dry desert you've become. - from "May These Words Drive You Up A Wall," The School of Soft-Attention

There is a Great Story that binds us all together and it's not the one any of us grew up with. - from "Cosmology," The School of Soft-Attention

Make the sunrise a temple. - from "The Old Code of Good Travelers," The School of Soft-Attention

There is a way of entering the forest when the breeze of the trees becomes your guide; there is a way of approaching the self without a heavy-hand, when the heart-mind slowly becomes unburdened by the past, where the body listening with the whole of itself finally becomes attuned to all the subtle happenings in the realm not yet stained by the faithless world of man. -- from "Forest Bathing," The School of Soft-Attention

Heart-Mind, left to its natural state, is vast as a panorama of Nature. - from The School of Soft-Attention: Poems

My deepest wish for you is that the deepest parts of you can one day put down the battle and let yourself truly be held in a cradle of loving sunlight. - from "Cradle of Sunlight," The School of Soft-Attention

When the soul becomes unburdened it's like a new saddle on a fresh horse. Suddenly the trail feels right again, and the strong horizon line in front of you as you turn becomes its own form of soothing medicine. - from "The Bouquet of the Last Direction," The School of Soft-Attention