The world needs awakened souls the way a body needs healthy cells.

Let the miracles, even the ones we don't want or see, unfold.

When wiggling through a hole the world looks different than when scrubbed clean by the wiggle and looking back.

We work so hard to get somewhere, to realize a dream, to arrive at some destination, that we often forget that though some satisfaction may be waiting at the end of our endurance and effort, there is great and irreplaceable aliveness in the steps along the way.

The journey is made easier when we can accept that the process of living is designed for what matters to come through us tenderly.

I don't personally believe in an arrived state of enlightenment. I feel that being human is a constant practice of return. We have moments of clarity, and then we're confused. We have incredibly sensitive periods of being awake, and then we're numb. Being human is a very universal and a very personal practice of learning how to return when we can't get access to what we know.

We are born with only one obligation - to be completely who we are.