I don't miss the ministry, because I'm completely engaged in it. In terms of parish ministry, I miss the intimacy with a group of people.

I have learned to prize holy ignorance more highly than religious certainty and to seek companions who have arrived at the same place. We are a motley crew, distinguished not only by our inability to explain ourselves to those who are more certain of their beliefs than we are but in many cases by our distance from the centers of our faith communities as well.

The only real difference between Anxiety and Excitement was my willingness to let go of Fear.

There was no time anymore to be quiet or still or pray. So, in many ways, that's what led to my downward spin.

That's enough, and I have a ministry as a neighbor as well. A ministry as a friend and a ministry as an aunt and a godmother, and family is very much in the circle of my vocation.

In a world where faith is often construed as a way of thinking, bodily practices remind the willing that faith is a way of life

Beliefs have become unimportant to me. Faith as radical trust became even more important to me.