I went to church with my grandparents sometimes and I loved it.

Can you imagine the hopelessness of trying to live a spiritual life when you’re secretly looking up at the skies not for illumination or direction, but to gauge, miserably, the odds of rain?

I don't have very sophisticated taste in music. I listen to a lot of folk music. I like reggae.

[S]he believed that the Buddhists were right–that if you want, you will suffer; if you love, you will grieve. (68)

You are not your bank account, or your ambitiousness. You're not the cold clay lump with a big belly you leave behind when you die. You're not your collection of walking personality disorders. You are spirit, you are love.

It turned out this man worked for the Dalai Lama. And she said gently-that they believe when a lot of things start going wrong all at once, it is to protect something big and lovely that is trying to get itself born-and that this something needs for you to be distracted so that it can be born as perfectly as possible.

Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns.