I cannot demand that the world be peaceful when I myself am full of dread, or embark on a quest for love when I hate myself. Let me deserve what I ask for.
Wisdom is a descent from the head’s either/or to the heart’s both/and. “If thine eye be single, thy whole body will be full of light.”
We are what we pay attention to. If I attend to the breath, I am that. Breath awareness transcends our differences. Rumi: “Bringing breath to life is the essence of every true religion.”
We are not bodies in space. We’re the space in which bodies appear.
We are all expressions of the same vast, unfeatured and invisible consciousness. This is all that really matters because, well, it matters absolutely. Everything else is an appearance—relative, transitory and thought about.