Spring seems far off, impossible, but it is coming. Already there is dusk instead of darkness at five in the afternoon; already hope is stirring at the edges of the day.

Before you begin a thing, remind yourself that difficulties and delays quite impossible to foresee are ahead. If you could see them clearly, naturally you could do a great deal to get rid of them but you can't. You can only see one thing clearly and that is your goal. Form a mental vision of that and cling to it through thick and thin.

I sense that striving for wholeness is, increasingly, a countercultural goal, as fragmented people make for better consumers.

Pay close attention to objects, events and natural phenomenon that would otherwise get chewed up in the daily grind.

The ordinary activities I find most compatible with contemplation are walking, baking bread, and doing laundry.

There seems to be so much more winter than we need this year.

This is a God who is not identified with the help of a dictionary but through a relationship.