I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!

Loudly declaring our soul's desire can get the blood running and our passions blazing.

What if the question is not why I am so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do I so infrequently want to be the person I really am?

Sometimes I think there are only two instructions we need to follow to develop and deepen our spiritual life: slow down and let go.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know whether you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!