Whatever truth we feel compelled to withhold, no matter how unthinkable it is to imagine ourselves telling it, not to is a way of spiritually holding our breath. You can only do it for so long.

Part of the blessing and challenge of being human is that we must discover our own true nature.

But compassion is a deeper thing that waits beyond the tension of choosing sides. Compassion, in practice, does not require us to give up the truth of what we feel or the truth of our reality. Nor does it allow us to minimize the humanity of those who hurt us. Rather, we are asked to know ourselves enough that we can stay open to the truth of others, even when their truth or their inability to live up to their truth has hurt us.

When we keep choosing between right and wrong. We spend our energy sorting life rather than living it.

When we deny what comes through us, it defines us. When we honestly face what comes through us, then who we are grows.

Birds learn how to fly, never knowing where flight will take them.

…there are no wrong turns, only unexpected paths.