Each of us carries some wisdom waiting to be discovered at the center of our experience. Everything we meet, if faced and held, reveals a part of that wisdom.

We think that accomplishing things will complete us, when it is experiencing life that will.

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

Let's be in awe which doesn't mean anything but the courage to gape like fish at the surface breaking around our mouths as we meet the air.

For listening to the stories of others ... is a kind of water that breaks the fever of our isolation. If we listen closely enough, we are soothed into remembering our common name.

To be broken is no reason to see all things as broken.

Walk long enough and we all trade places.