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

My friends are the beings through whom God loves me.

The glassblower knows: while in the heat of beginning, any shape is possible. Once hardened, the only way to change is to break.

Every human has an unfathomable gift that only meeting life head on will reveal.

To listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness to be changed by what we hear.

The greedy one gathered all the cherries, while the simple one tasted all the cherries in one.

The further I wake into this life, the more I realize that God is everywhere and the extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary. Light is in both the broken bottle and the diamond, and music is in both the flowing violin and the water dripping from the drainage pipe. Yes, God is under the porch as well as on top of the mountain, and joy is in both the front row and the bleachers, if we are willing to be where we are.