I started out wanting to write great poems, then wanting to discover true poems. Now, I want to be the poem.

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

Perhaps the noblest private act is the unheralded effort to ... open our hearts once they've closed, to open our souls once they've shied away.

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

Each of us is born with an incorruptible spot of grace.

When we don't get what we want, there's a legitimate grieving, and then the spiritual journey truly begins, because not getting what we want breaks our self-reference; and once that is broken, we are aware that we are a part of a larger whole. It changes everything.

Try as we do to resist what we're given, this is the only doorway to truth. We waste too much time and energy denying or fighting where we find ourselves.