Walk long enough and we all trade places.
A love astounds us or a pain consumes us and we forget that we glow on our own.
The life of expression is the tuning fork by which we find our way to the sacred.
Tragedy stays alive by feeling what's been done to us, while peace comes alive by living with the results.
We think that accomplishing things will complete us, when it is experiencing life that will.
The many ways to listen have been reaching into me for years. To enter deep listening, I've had to learn how to keep emptying and opening, how to keep beginning. I've had to lean into all I don't understand, accepting that I am changed by what I hear.