Forgiveness doesn't mean being a wimp. It doesn't mean being weak. It doesn't mean having no principles and no values. Sometimes we have to stand firm for what we believe and make really hard decisions.

Every day we're given a choice: We can relax and float in the direction that the water flows, or we can swim hard against it. If we go with the river, the energy of a thousand mountain streams will be with us . . . if we resist the river, we will feel rankled and tired as we tread water, stuck in the same place.

I actually don't think we're more divided than we were.

Diversity is good. We need each other's ideas.

It is such a teaching in itself for us, all of us, every moment when we're with anyone.

But grief is also a tonic. It is a healing elixir, made of tears that lubricate the heart.

What wants to live in you may be waiting...at the end of a long loneliness.