No bird can fly without opening its wings, and no one can love without exposing their hearts.

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

…there are no wrong turns, only unexpected paths.

We can never be prepared for everything. No one person can anticipate all of life. In fact, overpreparation is yet another way to wall ourselves in from life.

To walk quietly until the miracle in everything speaks is poetry, whether we write it down or not.

By our very nature, we are a human paradox. We are a human being. The being is infinite and the human is very finite. We walk around like lightening in a bottle.

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