We are all continually asked to learn how to ask for what we need, only to practice accepting what we're given.

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

It has always amazed and humbled me to how the risk to bloom can seem so insurmountable beforehand and so inevitably freeing once the threshold of suffering is crossed.

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

Everything in life opens and closes, sheds and renews. We are no different. Listening in its endless forms is the way we stay open, the way we stay in relationship, the way we refresh who we are and what we're doing here.

In a world where the great technologies enable us to record, replay, cut and paste, zoom in, and delete, listening is the crucial commitment to keep the heart touchable.

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.