Being popular or not, having company or being alone, are not issues of concern for the developed soul.

We become increasingly aware that the human dream, the human drama, with all its questionable, damaging, and often malevolent intention is not real life at all.

Dancing, at its best, is independence and intimacy in balance.

We draw into our life those who will help us to grow. Naturally, we tend to have mixed feelings about those very people but they are marked for us. We have forgotten that we wrote them an invitation some time ago. We look at them as if they are intruders when all along they are our guests.

Relationships are valuable no matter who they are between.

Food for the ego is poison for the soul.