Listening reminds me how precious it is to be here at all. And so, listening is the first step to peace, both inner peace and the compassion that connects people.

A love astounds us or a pain consumes us and we forget that we glow on our own.

We are broken open, or we willfully shed.

…I keep looking for one more teacher, only to find that fish learn from the water and birds learn from the sky.” (p.275)

I started out wanting to write great poems, then wanting to discover true poems. Now, I want to be the poem.

The extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary.

Live loud enough in your heart and there is no need to speak.