there is a great choice that awaits us every day: whether we go around carving holes in others because we have been so painfully carved ourselves, or whether we let spirit play its song through our tender experience, enabling us to listen, as well, to the miraculous music coming through others.

Let's be in awe which doesn't mean anything but the courage to gape like fish at the surface breaking around our mouths as we meet the air.

Like roots finding water, we always wind up moving towards what sustains us.

When we heal ourselves, we heal the world.

A love astounds us or a pain consumes us and we forget that we glow on our own.

If we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.

To listen is to continually give up all expectation and to give our attention, completely and freshly, to what is before us, not really knowing what we will hear or what that will mean. In the practice of our days, to listen is to lean in, softly, with a willingness to be changed by what we hear.