The simplest and bravest way to counter the plight of disheartenment is to move toward what is precious.

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.

What is not ex-pressed is de-pressed.

Walk long enough and we all trade places.

Mysteriously, as elusive as it is, this moment--where the eye is what it sees, where the heart is what it feels--this moment shows us that what is real is sacred

If we devote ourselves to the life at hand, the rest will follow. For life, it seems, reveals itself through those willing to live. Anything else, no matter how beautiful, is just advertising.

We are love. But in an everyday setting we have to make choices. We have limits. We can love everyone and we can't love everyone.