Now I know a refuge never grows from a chin in a hand in a thoughtful pose gotta tend the earth if you want a rose.

...science and violence turned silence to rage.

Music makes me alive in a way that nothing quite does. Good art, good film, good books, good dance. Exhibitions, history. Nature makes me feel alive. Georgia in the rain - that makes me feel alive. Compassion makes me feel alive. Hard fought victories for social rights.

Love is selflessness and self-fullness; it can only be known deeply with an open, vulnerable heart.

I pray as part of my mindfulness practice and try to recount my day, all my triumphs and foibles, before I go to sleep at night. These practices keep me calm for the most part.

I try not to get personally involved in social media. It kind of makes me sick sometimes.

I see people whose spirits are not broken, who continue to work for justice. That makes me feel alive, when I witness their work, and then I witness some of their dreams come to fruition.