After many years of deep meditation practice, I realized that I know little or nothing about life. At first, the very notion frightened me. It shredded my ego and demanded very deep surrender. It forced me to live my life in the moment. There was no past or future, just the “now” in all its frightening and intimidating beauty. The less there was of me directing traffic, the more room there was for spirit to guide my actions. I realized that wisdom and compassion were the children of consciousness. One cannot exist without the other. Neither can exist if the human heart is closed. I discovered early on that enlightened people don’t know they’re enlightened – they just live that way.