All I know is that after 10 years of being sober, with huge support to express my pain and anger and shadow, the grief and tears didn’t wash me away. They gave me my life back! They cleansed me, baptized me, hydrated the earth at my feet. They brought me home, to me, to the truth of me.

I was raised with no religious training or influence. Except the influence was to be a moral and ethical person at the secular level. And to be a peace marcher, an activist for civil rights, peace and justice.

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

I do not have deep theological understanding or opinion, but I do not read the Bible as the literal word of God.

Summer nearly does me in every year. It's too hot and the light is unforgiving and the days go on way too long.

Every time I see the bumper sticker that says “We think we’re humans having spiritual experiences, but we’re really spirits having human experiences,” I (a) think it’s true and (b) want to ram the car.

People help you or you help them and when we offer or receive help, we take in each other. And then we are saved.