I carry a small sheet of paper in my wallet that has written on it the names of people whose opinions of me matter. To be on that list, you have to love me for my strengths and struggles.

Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy.

Shame works like the zoom lens on a camera. When we are feeling shame, the camera is zoomed in tight and all we see is our flawed selves, alone and struggling.(page 68)

For me, the opposite of scarcity is not abundance. It's enough. I'm enough. My kids are enough.

When you numb your pain you also numb your joy.

When we deny our stories, They define us. When we own our stories, we get to write the ending.

Feeling vulnerable, imperfect, and afraid is human. It's when we lose our capacity to hold space for these struggles that we become dangerous.