The further I wake into this life, the more I realize that God is everywhere and the extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary. Light is in both the broken bottle and the diamond, and music is in both the flowing violin and the water dripping from the drainage pipe. Yes, God is under the porch as well as on top of the mountain, and joy is in both the front row and the bleachers, if we are willing to be where we are.

By our very nature, we are a human paradox. We are a human being. The being is infinite and the human is very finite. We walk around like lightening in a bottle.

There is no getting around the fundamental fact that we need to interact with everything in order to manifest the wholeness we are born with.

Each of us is born with an incorruptible spot of grace.

Tragedy stays alive by feeling what's been done to us, while peace comes alive by living with the results.

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

The humility of wonder opens everything.