For though we stubbornly cling, believing in our moment of hunger that there is no other possibility of love, we only have to let go of what we want so badly and our life will unfold. For love is everywhere.

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.

Whether you find it through mediation or sighing over tea or just turning all your devices off for five minutes, listening is an ancient lifeline by which we are awakened time and again. Once reawakened, we more easily find our way to each other, and so help each other live.

What is not ex-pressed is de-pressed.

Walk long enough and we all trade places.

We tend to make the thing in the way the way.

To listen also means to stay in relationship, the central challenge of our time, and this requires us to constantly minimize whatever stands between us and life.