When we focus on what is good and beautiful in someone, whether or not we think that they "deserve" it, the good and beautiful are strengthened merely by the light of our attention.

Magic wasn't something I had to go in search of; it was here, within me, all the time. When hearts are open, when love is flowing, magic happens.

Now I see that the journey was never meant to lead to some new and improved version of me; that it has always been about coming home to who I already am.

Growth and transformation occur not by changing who we are, but as we summon the courage to be who we are.

When we focus on what is good and beautiful in someone, whether or not we think that they "deserve" it, the good and beautiful are strengthened merely by the light of our attention.

At times, my nostalgia for our family life as it used to be--for our own imperfect, cherished, irretrievable past--is nearly overwhelming.

We are the windows through which our children first see the world. Let us be conscious of the view.