…there are no wrong turns, only unexpected paths.

There are many ways that we grow, but there are two major ways: We shed what no longer works, or we're broken open. If we're unwilling to shed, then we will be broken open. Through shedding, we are worn down, just as nature is eroded to its beauty. I think that through suffering, human beings are eroded to our beauty.

The glassblower knows: while in the heat of beginning, any shape is possible. Once hardened, the only way to change is to break.

The practice of listening is one of the most mysterious, luminous, and challenging art forms on Earth.

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

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.

I was a very driven person, wanting to help and to do good, hopefully to write and teach in a meaningful way - wanting to make change. And I discovered humbly that life was changing me.