My real journey had very little to do with traveling Europe, and a whole lot to do with traveling my own mind.

Writing makes a map, and there is something about a journey that begs to have its passage marked.

Contact with the sacred occurs in the stillness of the heart and mind. If there is any real destination to the spiritual quest, it is this point of silence, the middle of the spiral, the center of the self. ... The only map that does the spiritual traveler any good is one that leads to the center.

Story is the mother of us all. First we wrap our lives in language and then we act on who we say we are. We proceed from the word into the world and make a world based on our stories.

Spiritual life is contractual.

My journal is my life's companion.

Ritual is the way you carry the presence of the sacred. Ritual is the spark that must not go out.