The space of the practice is sacred. It belongs to the goddess. We take our shoes off before we enter.

The Daily Show reported recently that scientists in Japan had invented a robot that is capable of recognizing its own reflection in a mirror. "When the robot learns to hate what it sees," said Jon Stewart, "it will have achieved full humanity."

I want my horses to love the track. I want my exercise riders to have to hold them back in the morning because they're so excited to get out and run.

The professional, by the way, is just as terrified as the amateur. In fact the professional may be more terrified because she is more acutely conscious of herself and of her interior universe. The difference — see Part Three — lies in the way the professional acts in the face of fear.

Because when we work with focus and we work deep, we succeed. How did Tom Brady master the art of the forward pass?

Our work is a practice. One bad day is nothing to us. Ten bad days are nothing.

Our addictions are our callings themselves, only encrypted and incognito. They are a metaphor for our best selves,

Here's the truth: the tribe doesn't give a shit. There is no tribe.

My own theory is that the obsessive pursuit of sex is an attempt to obliterate the ego, i.e., "normal" consciousness, the monkey-mind that tortures us with restlessness, fear, anger, and self-centeredness. We're trying to get to the level above that. The entity we're seeking union with is ourselves. We're trying to connect with our true b