For being human, we remember and forget. We stray and return, fall down and get up, and cling and let go, again and again. But it is this straying and returning that makes life interesting, this clinging and letting go - damned as it is - that exercises the heart.

In a world that lives like a fist mercy is not more than waking with your hands open.

If I dare to hear you I will feel you like the sun And grow in your direction.

We need experience to release what matters.

For though we stubbornly cling, believing in our moment of hunger that there is no other possibility of love, we only have to let go of what we want so badly and our life will unfold. For love is everywhere.

If you truly hold a stone, you can feel the mountain it came from.

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