One of the most challenging ways is to slow down enough to relax our heart and feel what is nearest. It could be the sun reflecting off of broken glass in an alley. It could be the shine on a crow. It could be snow on a lamp post.

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.

Our job is not to expose the mystery but to participate in it.

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

Let's be in awe which doesn't mean anything but the courage to gape like fish at the surface breaking around our mouths as we meet the air.

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

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