Sometimes the simplest and best use of our will is to drop it all and just walk out from under everything that is covering us, even if only for an hour or so—just walk out from under the webs we've spun, the tasks we've assumed, the problems we have to solve. They'll be there when we get back, and maybe some of them will fall apart without our worry to hold them up.

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

We tend to make the thing in the way the way.

We need experience to release what matters.

Tragedy stays alive by feeling what's been done to us, while peace comes alive by living with the results.

We are broken open, or we willfully shed.

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