I had over twenty years ago damaged the cilia in my ears. This has taught me many things. One thing I learned, paradoxically, is that there is much to be heard in silence.

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.

In a world that lives like a fist mercy is not more than waking with your hands open.

There is no getting around the fundamental fact that we need to interact with everything in order to manifest the wholeness we are born with.

Repetition is not failure. Ask the waves, ask the leaves, ask the wind.

When wiggling through a hole the world looks different than when scrubbed clean by the wiggle and looking back.

Doing small things with love is the atom of bravery.