As nature erodes the earth into magnificent forms, life through endless experience opens us further and further to the essence of what matters. Each time I've been opened further, the way I experience life and receive things has changed.

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.

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

Wakefulness is not a destination but a song the human heart keeps singing, the way birds keep singing at the first sign of light.

The mystery is that whoever shows up when we dare to give has exactly what we need hidden in their trouble.

To listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness to be changed by what we hear.

I had over twenty years ago damaged the cilia in my ears. This has taught me many things. One thing I learned, paradoxically, is that there is much to be heard in silence.