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

There are many ways that we grow, but there are two major ways: We shed what no longer works, or we're broken open. If we're unwilling to shed, then we will be broken open. Through shedding, we are worn down, just as nature is eroded to its beauty. I think that through suffering, human beings are eroded to our beauty.

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.

If we devote ourselves to the life at hand, the rest will follow. For life, it seems, reveals itself through those willing to live. Anything else, no matter how beautiful, is just advertising.

The extraordinary is waiting quietly beneath the skin of all that is ordinary.

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

To walk quietly until the miracle in everything speaks is poetry, whether we write it down or not.