I have found that life is alive and we are requested to have a friendship with it, to have a conversation with life and that conversation is restorative and healing and always nearby.

We work so hard to get somewhere, to realize a dream, to arrive at some destination, that we often forget that though some satisfaction may be waiting at the end of our endurance and effort, there is great and irreplaceable aliveness in the steps 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.

When we deny what comes through us, it defines us. When we honestly face what comes through us, then who we are grows.

To love by admitting our connection to everything is how we stay well.

The point of experience is not to escape life but to live it.

If we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.