I share it here because something was about to occur on that bathroom floor that would change forever the progression of my life..what happened was that I started to pray.

I thought about one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.

David was catnip and kryptonite to me.

God wants us to be in joy, God wants us to be happy.

Sanity and clarity are more important for me and I'm willing to give up a lot of shimmer for it. I'm willing to have more boring friends, who are sane.

The day is ending. It's time for something that was beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful. Now, Let go.

When I tried this morning, after an hour or so of unhappy thinking, to dip back into my meditation, I took a new idea with me: compassion. I asked my heart if it could please infuse my soul with a more generous perspective on my mind's workings. Instead of thinking that I was a failure, could I perhaps accept that I am only a human being--and a normal one, at that?