I bring my attention to my hands on the steering wheel and notice how the chatter in my mind begins to fall away as my breathing slows. I'm awake and alive, simply driving the car going where I need to… — Roger Housden Copy Share Image
The body is the doorway to the timeless, because the body is always where we are and always in the present moment. — Roger Housden Copy Share Image
When we fall utterly, something gathers us up. But our falling must be without reservation, without expectation, without hope, though not hopeless. You cant… — Roger Housden Copy Share
When we turn our gaze to the inside, it becomes difficult to locate this familiar sense of self. To overcome that fear we need… — Roger Housden Copy Share
People around us change and circumstances change. We can often find ourselves struggling against those things. — Roger Housden Copy Share
I bring my attention to my hands on the steering wheel and notice how the chatter in my mind begins to fall away as… — Roger Housden Copy Share
We live in an age of knowledge, with the great god Google, that we can refer to at any time on any subject. — Roger Housden Copy Share
When we're fully engaged in the present moment, no matter what we're doing, the question of meaning never seems to arise. It's because we… — Roger Housden Copy Share
The natural wish and impetus to feel oneself to be an individual, to be special, includes standing out more than anyone else. — Roger Housden Copy Share
Struggle has a natural place in our life, but the fight or flight syndrome is often false struggle. There are times for that but… — Roger Housden Copy Share
I live in California, where there's a lot of driving entailed. I'm usually going somewhere to be on time to meet someone so I'm… — Roger Housden Copy Share
We have to be on time every day for one thing or another, so how can we be on time and yet not in… — Roger Housden Copy Share
Most of us make an effort to do and be the best we can be, which leads to a distinction we need to make… — Roger Housden Copy Share
The more we enter our own gifts, the more we feel that sense of proportion. In that sense, I think our life lies in… — Roger Housden Copy Share
