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.

What we reach for may be different, but what makes us reach is the same.

Even if one glimpses God, there are cuts and splinters and burns along the way.

I didn't know the language of my own wisdom. I wanted to be loved and after all the various relationships I went through, I finally realized I am love. I carry love.

We need to meet, embrace and work with what we're given. For what we want and what we're given often serve two different gods. And how we respond to their meeting determines our path.

Anything or anyone that asks you to be other than yourself is not holy, but is trying only to fill its own need.

We need experience to release what matters.