I get thirsty people glasses of water, even if that thirsty person is just me.

Peace is joy at rest. Joy is peace on its feet. quoting her pastor in Salon, April 25, 2003

I like the desert for short periods of time, from inside a car, with the windows rolled up, and the doors locked. I prefer beach resorts with room service.

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?

We are a species that needs and wants to understand who we are. Sheep lice do not seem to share this longing, which is one reason why they write so little.

How do you begin? The answer is simple: you decide to.

If you fixate on the big picture, the whole shebang, the overview, you miss the stitching.