I want to be braver and more honest about my life. When you're sexually abused, there's a lot of damage.

I have a little dog who likes to nap with me. He climbs on my body and puts his face in my neck. He is sweeter than soap. He is more wonderful than a diamond necklace, which can't even bark.

And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away from wherever you are, to look for your soul?

Look for verbs of muscle, adjectives of exactitude.

I don't ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.

When death comes…. I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what it’s going to be like, that cottage of darkness? And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look upon time as no more than an idea, and I consider eternity as another possibility, and I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular, and each name a comfortable music in the mouth, tending, as all music does, toward silence, and each body as a lion of courage, and something precious to the earth. [from the poem "When Death Comes"]

Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.