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

I would rather be fooled than not believe.

To distance ourselves from our experience makes our feelings a liability, while staying in conversation with our experience makes our feelings a resource.

…I keep looking for one more teacher, only to find that fish learn from the water and birds learn from the sky.” (p.275)

All the buried seeds crack open in the dark the instant they surrender to a process they can't see.

Even if one glimpses God, there are cuts and splinters and burns along the way.

When we deny what comes through us, it defines us. When we honestly face what comes through us, then who we are grows.