Repetition is not failure. Ask the waves, ask the leaves, ask the wind.

The broken door lets in the light. The broken heart lets in the world.

Perhaps the hardest thing I've learned, and still struggle with, is that I don't have to be finished in order to be whole.

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.

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

We think that accomplishing things will complete us, when it is experiencing life that will.

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.