Vulnerability is the core, the heart, the center, of meaningful human experience.

When perfectionism is driving us, shame is riding shotgun and fear is that annoying backseat driver!

Who we are matters immeasurably more than what we know or who we want to be.

I've come to this belief that, if you show me a woman who can sit with a man in real vulnerability, in deep fear, and be with him in it, I will show you a woman who, A, has done her work and, B, does not derive her power from that man. And if you show me a man who can sit with a woman in deep struggle and vulnerability and not try to fix it, but just hear her and be with her and hold space for it, I'll show you a guy who's done his work and a man who doesn't derive his power from controlling and fixing everything.

We cannot selectively numb emotions, when we numb the painful emotions, we also numb the positive emotions.

Live-tweeting your bikini wax is not vulnerability. Nor is posting a blow-by-blow of your divorce . That's an attempt to hot-wire connection. But you can't cheat real connection. It's built up slowly. It's about trust and time.

Imperfections are not inadequacies; they are reminders that we're all in this together.