My own time on earth has led me to believe in two powerful instruments that turn experience into love: holding and listening. For every time I have held or been held, every time I have listened or been listened to, experience burns like wood in that eternal fire, and I find myself in the presence of love. This has always been so.

The simplest and bravest way to counter the plight of disheartenment is to move toward what is precious.

Grief can be a slow ache that never seems to stop rising, yet as we grieve, those we love mysteriously become more and more a part of who we are.

The practice of listening is one of the most mysterious, luminous, and challenging art forms on Earth.

Have the #‎ life you want by being fully present to the life you have.

To journey without being changed, is to be a nomad. To change without journeying is to be a chameleon. To journey and to be transformed by the journeying is to be a pilgrim.

Who's to say the effort to be real isn't the beginning of wings?