After a while the middle-aged person who lives in her head begins to talk to her soul, the kid.

So Rita and I decided that the most subversive, revolutionary thing I could do was to show up for my life and not be ashamed.

Good therapy helps. Good friends help. Pretending that we are doing better than we are doesn't. Shame doesn't. Being heard does.

Whenever the world throws rose petals at you, which thrill and seduce the ego, beware.

I am going to notice the lights of the earth, the sun and the moon and the stars, the lights of our candles as we march, the lights with which spring teases us, the light that is already present.

Good writing is about telling the truth.

Gratitude, not understanding, is the secret to joy and equanimity.