Living is the original art. As a young man I wanted to be a poet and I learned along the way that I already was a poet.
Wakefulness is not a destination but a song the human heart keeps singing, the way birds keep singing at the first sign of light.
The extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary.
Whatever opens us is not as important as what it opens.
To listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness to be changed by what we hear.
Truth is a seed hidden in the days until watered by what life brings us.