Always have a plan, but don't follow it.


Cut out the deadwood.
To reach for the stars understand rooting.
"I don't count my sit-ups. I only start counting when it starts hurting. That is when I start counting, because then it really counts."
Terrified of the dark, we introduce a little light, and then are fearful of our own shadow. So we chose to live in the full glare of exactly the wrong sort of illumination, where surfaces gleam and sparkle and the depths are encouraged to remain hidden.
The average person lives like a pathetic little kitten that's been chased up a tree by their own gremlins and can't, for the life of them, get down.


Without recognising the mysterious principle
It is useless to practice quietude.
We are trying to reach a point where heart, mind and spirit are all recognized as just different words for the same thing.
We live lives built on and of repression, hence the noisy mind – instrument of repression – vulgar veil. Quietening the mind in meditation doesn't bring peace, or not for long. It rather provides a space for those repressed feelings, desires, demons, to surface into and reveal themselves. This is called nurturing the internal.
The mind must be willing to accept and embrace all that you are, warts and all. For this it must become big hearted and compassionate, and it must give permission for the spots to erupt, despite moral conditioning.


"Just remember that you don't have to be what they want you to be."

"No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell."
Sit, and watch time roll by.
The Ascent of Spirit.
Internal quiet allows fragile structures that would normally be destroyed by noise to develop and endure. This is refinement.
The teacher gives exercises, which, if practised in the right spirit, deal with whatever's holding the student back. Their practice will always be difficult, and probably painful, but, rest assured, there is no other way.

If you practice in the right spirit then heart/work is something of a tautology.