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

Earth is so thick with divine possibility that it is a wonder we can walk anywhere without cracking our shins on altars.

Humanity can be pretty stinky.

Salvation is a word for the divine spaciousness that comes to human beings in all the tight places where their lives are at risk, regardless of how they got there or whether they know God's name. Sometimes it comes as an extended human hand and sometimes as a bolt from the blue, but either way it opens a door in what looked for all the world like a wall. This is the way of life, and God alone knows how it works.

You only need to lose track of who you are, or who you thought you were supposed to be, so that you end up lying flat on the dirt floor basement of your heart. Do this, Jesus says, and you will live.

I have learned to prize holy ignorance more highly than religious certainty and to seek companions who have arrived at the same place.

The hardest spiritual work in the world is to love the neighbor as the self - to encounter another human being not as someone you can use, change, fix, help, save, enroll, convince or control, but simply as someone who can spring you from the prison of yourself, if you will allow it.