Birds learn how to fly, never knowing where flight will take them.

When the sweet ache of being alive, lodged between who you are and who you will be, is awakened, befriend this moment. It will guide you. Its sweetness is what holds you. Its ache is what moves you on.

Like roots finding water, we always wind up moving towards what sustains us.

Let the miracles, even the ones we don't want or see, unfold.

One of the most challenging ways is to slow down enough to relax our heart and feel what is nearest. It could be the sun reflecting off of broken glass in an alley. It could be the shine on a crow. It could be snow on a lamp post.

Intuitive listening requires us to still our minds until the beauty of things older than our minds can find us.

Have the #‎ life you want by being fully present to the life you have.