Raising a child, whether or not it is yours, is like Nautilus of the heart and soul.

Rule 1: When all else fails, follow instructions. And Rule 2: Don't be an asshole.

You've got to learn to let go and let your children fall, and fail. If you try to protect them from hurt, and always rush to their side with Band-Aids, they won't learn about life, and what is true, what works, what helps, and what are real consequences of certain kinds of behavior. When they do get hurt, which they will, they won't know how to take care of their grown selves. They won't even know where the aspirin is kept.

only grieving can heal grief; the passage of time will lessen the acuteness, but time alone, without the direct experience of grief, will not heal it.

Butterflies and birds are like one perfect teaspoon of creation.

Pay attention to the beauty surrounding you.

I spent my whole life helping my mother carry around her psychic trunks like a bitter bellhop. So a great load was lifted when she died, and my life was much easier.