It takes courage to grieve, to honor the pain we carry. We can grieve in tears or in meditative silence, in prayer or in song. In touching the pain of recent and long-held griefs, we come face to face with our genuine human vulnerability, with helplessness and hopelessness. These are the storm clouds of the heart.

Compassion is our deepest nature. It arises from our interconnection with all things.

The things that matter most in our lives are not fantastic or grand. They are the moments when we touch one another.

Letting go does not mean not caring about things. It means caring about them in a flexible and wise way.

We can easily become loyal to our suffering … but it's not the end of the path.

In all practices and traditions of freedom, we find the heart's task to be quite simple. Life offers us just what it offers, and our task is to bow to it, to meet it with understanding and compassion.

How well we have learned to let go