Living is the original art. As a young man I wanted to be a poet and I learned along the way that I already was a poet.

If we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.

Wakefulness is not a destination but a song the human heart keeps singing, the way birds keep singing at the first sign of light.

Like roots finding water, we always wind up moving towards what sustains us.

In truth, the more we lean into life, the more we authentically interact with the world, the brighter our flame.

I didn't know the language of my own wisdom. I wanted to be loved and after all the various relationships I went through, I finally realized I am love. I carry love.

Those who truly love us will never knowingly ask us to be other than we are