

A wary guard roused Levine. “Your dad’s on the phone,” he said. “You can take the call, but I have to go with you.” Into the receiver, Levine ranted about his fear and regret, and in response his father made the same suggestion he always did: Meditate. That might alleviate some of the pain. Noah’s father was Stephen Levine...
All his life, Noah had rejected his father’s “hippie shit,” but this time he said he’d give it a try. So back in his cell, on a hard plastic bed, he attempted to follow the breath. He inhaled. He exhaled. And it did help. Here and there, even if it was just for a second, he was able to feel better and forget that he was locked up...
Almost ten years later, Levine was back at the very same juvenile hall, but this time he wasn’t a prisoner. He was teaching meditation to incarcerated youth. Grateful for the practice that had turned his life around, he wanted to share it with others."


“God has abandoned you. Fear does not serve you. Your heart has betrayed you. Only the music can guide you.
Sitting still is a pain in the ass.

It's easy to hate and point out everything that is wrong with the world; it is the hardest and most important work in one's life to free oneself from the bonds of fear and attachment.
The truth is, going against the internal stream of ignorance is way more rebellious than trying to start some sort of cultural revolution.
The inner revolution will not be televised or sold on the Internet. It must take place within one's own mind and heart.”
― Noah Levine
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