No amount of thinking can stop thinking.

Intuitive listening requires us to still our minds until the beauty of things older than our minds can find us.

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

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.

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

We are broken open, or we willfully shed.

Before we can count we are taught to be grateful for what others do. As we are broken open by our experience, we begin to be grateful for what is, and if we live long enough and deep enough and authentically enough, gratitude becomes a way of life.