I do not think of God theistically, that is, as a being, supernatural in power, who dwells beyond the limits of my world. I rather experience God as the source of life willing me to live fully, the source of love calling me to love wastefully and to borrow a phrase from the theologian, Paul Tillich, as the Ground of being, calling me to be all that I can be.
All this hurrying soon will be over. Only when we tarry do we touch the holy.
Fain would we remain barbarians, if our claim to civilization were to be based on the gruesome glory of war.
Mindfulness allows us to watch our thoughts, see how one thought leads to the next, decide if we're heading down an unhealthy path, and, if so, let go and change directions.
I experience each moment like baklava: rich in this layer, and this layer, and this layer.